The ginger sighed as he walked back to his office. He had a very meaningful talk with Kouyou, about multiple things. Such as, their weapon stock and drug trafficking.
The ginger always knew the pink haired woman was the best to consult about these kind of stuff. She has been in the mafia longer than him and knew much more about the mafia's economy rate.
The ginger's gloved hand rested on the familiar bronze coloured door know, finger wrapping around the metal he had customised. He found it a nice colour instead of those plain, boring old silver metal door knobs which all the other doors had.
He had the money so he might as well make use for it.
Putting a smile on her face, the ginger opened the door, ready to greet his two surbodinates only for him to stop dead in his tracks, eye widened.
Chuuya immeidtaely ran forwardz pulling Dazai off Midori, both were on the floor.
"Dazai, what are you doing? Get off of her."
The green haired girl winced as she sat up, "Nakahara-san, I apologise."
The ginger looked worriedly at the girl who looked like she was in pain.
"I thought I told you two to get along, not wrestle each other to the ground."
The brunette seems as if he wanted to speak first but the green haired girl beat him to it.
"It was Dazai-kun who suddenly punched me."
The brunette looked bewildered at the accusation.
"You were the one aiming a gun at me."
The green haired slowly got up, dusting her pants off as she glanced at the ginger who raised a brow, currently trying to process what was happening.
"Nakahara-san, J don't know whether it's because Dazai-kun doesn't like me but he punched me all of a sudden."
The ginger nodded slowly, looking over at the brunette who was shaking his head, "She pointed a gun at me. What was I supposed to do? Stand there?"
The ginger hummed as he fished our his phone, dialing a number.
"Hirotsu-san, could you help me check the office cameras?"
Silence was heard with the brunette glaring at the smirking Midori. A smirk that Chuuya didn't see.
The ginger mumbled a soft 'thank you'. He sighed before opening his messages. Why was he doing this?
He observed the footage sent to him by Hirotsu as his eyes widened.
He kept his phone, staring at the duo still standing silently in front of him.
"Dazai, get out."
The brunette was about to retort, trying to defend himself but Chuuya immeidtaley cut him off, "The camera footage showed that you were indeed the first one to throw a punch and you knocked Midori down, continuously hitting her as she defended herself."
The ginger stepped into for he brunette's way, "Please leave. I don't need a right hand man nor a worker who attacks without thinking. I had faith in you but it seems I was wrong."
The brunette's lips parted but he closed it again and took of the black coat draped on his shoulders, gingerly placing it in the other's hands before leaving the office with a silent shuttting of the door.
The ginger sighed, folding the coat neatly before turning over to the other, "You okay?"
Midori shook her head, "No, I'm fine. Just a few bruises."
The ginger nodded as he outstretched his hand to pass the coat to the other.
"You may wear it."
The green haired girl smiled as she accepted the coat, putting it on with a smirk.
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After what happened, it really did zap the ginger' energy. He lost a right hand man and he'll be lying if he claimed he was surprised that he'll see the brunette in one of those clubs his executive's go to.
The ginger glanced kver at Midori who was standing by his side, a determined look still on her face. The ginger found the smile on her face a bit off for the current atmosphere but he didn't think much about it.
Noticing the green haired raise her hands to pull the draped coat over her own shoulders, the ginger caught a glimpse of something black smudged on her palm.
The ginger raised a brow, straightening his posture but before he could ask about it, a knock resounded int he office.
"Come in." The ginger said, knowing fully well who it was.
The pink haired eagerly entered the office but upon seeing a missing figure, she raised a brow, "Where's the lad?"
The ginger massaged the bridge of his nose, gesturing for the pink haired to seat.
"Midori could you wait outside."
The green haired seemed reluctant but she soon nodded and excused herself from the room.
"Dazai attacked Midori."
Kouyou's eyes widened, "Didn't know the lad was like that. He seemed quite nice and docile to me."
Noticing the raise of brows from the ginger, Kouyou chuckled, "Had a few talks with Dazai-kun, he was nice to talk to."
The ginger hummed, resting hsi head on his palm.
"So, what did you want to tell me to come to my office yourself."
The pink haired smiled, "We have a few good news to cheer you up."
The ginger perked up at that, Kouyou always told him the good news which was actually worth his time.
"We found that group of traitors."
The ginger smiled at that, "Really? They were like rats."
"Not only that, we found out where that rival organisation took our stolen weaponry. Our men are currently retrieving them."
Chuuya nodded suspiciously as Kouyou continued, "Our financial department has taken a great leap and earned double of what we used to have."
The ginger cut her off, "Ane-san, this all is a bit off. How could such problems we have trouble facing suddenly be solved out of a sudden? I find it suspicious."
The pink haired woman chuckled, "It really is a shame you fired Dazai-kun. He helped us with all this."
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Guns And Love (Soukoku)
Fanfiction"A 15 million debt with the port mafia. I admit, I sympathise with you. Having such parents to leave all that on your shoulders." The brunette glanced at the other, eyes a void of emptiness. The redhead continued, "Work for me, Dazai Osamu. Your deb...
