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i disagree, everything in your life is a tragedy
⊳⋆ [name] is, once again, a little cunt ⊳⋆ probably a bit more swearing this chapter than the last couple ⊳⋆ [name] just likes to instigate idk what to tell you ⊳⋆ honestly it's gonna be a while to make anyone genuinely like or even love [name] lmao
WEDNESDAY, 4:01 PM ada
⊹₊｡overprotective dad is online !!₊ ⊹ ⊹₊｡overprotective dad has kicked i disagree from ada :(₊ ⊹
farm boy ah, why'd you do that pres :(
overprotective dad meeting. now. drop everything » everyone, i don't care what it is
⊹₊｡8 people are now online !!₊ ⊹ ⊹₊｡overprotective dad has gone offline !!₊ ⊹
❝𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖?❞ Fukuzawa spoke. He was the usually calm and collected man, but within this meeting, his very own workers could see how his hands trembled and his breath was ever so slightly off. ❝Do you know how dangerous they could be? They have information not even the our own enemies know.❞
"I didn't think they'd be so bad- or bad at all - they were really, really nice to me.. I'm sorry," Kenji said, his gaze lowering as his usually bright mood dropped to a shameful and sad one.
"It's not your fault, Kenji. I-I don't think anyone really blames you for it," Tanizaki reassured, his own fear of the person he'd not even interacted with once knowing his very own shameful secrets made his skin crawl.
"Kenji." Fukuzawa spoke, causing the blond teen to sit up straight and look at him, regret in himself visible in his eyes. "I need you to tell me what they looked like."
"O-Oh?" Kenji was half-expecting to be scolded for his naivety, "I remember uhm... they had [hair color], [h. length] hair, and.. they had a [skin tone] complexion... I can't remember their outfit but..."
Kenji's gaze fell down to the floor as he spoke quieter, "The most defining feature they had... was their [eye color] eyes. They were really... empty and dull. Like... like a really old doll."
"Is that so..?" Fukuzawa's eyes narrowed before he sighed and rubbed his forehead with his middle finger and thumb.
"Then I suppose the next thing we do is figure out who they are and what they want?" Dazai chimed in, despite his voice keeping his usual 'cheery' tone, his face was blank.
"Indeed. This is our most important case now." Fukuzawa nodded. "That is why I am putting three members on duty, I'll have others take over your previous cases."
"The three members will be—" Fukuzawa was cut off by his phone that was screen-up on the desk buzzed and lit up with a notification.
Not even a moment after he read who it was from, his breathing turned uneven once more. He grabbed the phone before speaking a quiet, 'i'm sorry, give me a moment.'
burn it to the ground.
WEDNESDAY, 4:25 PM DMS overprotective dad
⊹₊｡overprotective dad is online !!₊ ⊹
i disagree you'll need more than three :3 maybe four preferably a couple of smart ones and one for brawn
overprotective dad how do you know.
i disagree
about what? your little goose chase on me, or how many people it's gonna take to even find me
overprotective dad how do you know what we're talking about.
