They Will Call Our Crimes A Work Of Art: Soukoku Child (Chuuya X Dazai)

Bonding time: PT 1

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Mafia headquarters: 39th floor

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All the five buildings of the Ex-'Mori corporation' now 'Dazai & co.' are tall and black, similar in height, but the main one is the most prominent and tallest of them all; about forty stories tall it contains a glass elevator that one can see the entire city from

In this very elevator an employee named Hatake was transporting very important documents, documents that once signed would bring a new era for the port mafia.
But of course Hatake knew nothing of this nor did he knew the content of the envelope he carried; only that it was of the up most priority for it to be delivered to Executive Nakahara, this envelope was given to him directly from the boss

Hatake through of himself as diligent and accurate in his job, never had him made a mistake never had he peeked into one of the documents assigned to him, he had always transported them without fail; given that his job was definitely out of harms way, he was in the most guarded set of buildings in Yokohama, maybe of all Japan.
He job was far easier and with a higher pay than those done by the active members on the streets, he scoffed.

what could go wrong?

He entered Executive Nakahara's office, his work face on

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5 minutes later - hall of the 39th floor
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Fuck fuck fuck Fuck FUCK. FUCK!

Something had gone terribly wrong!
He was running towards the elevator at the highest speed his leg could carry him.
Executive Nakahara hot on his tail
What had gone wrong!?!!
He just carried some documents in the executive office, Nakahara-san had taken the documents read them over and things started breaking!
At the last moment in an mix of adrenaline and survival instinct he ducked to the left as his superior went right, towards the stairs.
He... Oh fuck, he almost fucking died!
He started pressing the elevator bottom in a frantic rhythm, the elevator dinged and he went inside pressing the ground floor he collapsed on the ground, the adrenaline leaving his body, as the elevator doors closed he heard a distinctive 'DAZAIII' being screamed in the stairs case

"DAZAIII!" Chuuya flew with his ability from the 39th floor to the 40th, his ability was the reason the stairs had been done maintaining a free space in the middle so he could levitate up and down without breaking the ground between floors.

He reached Dazai's floor and missed a the door to kick down, he settled with making dens in the floor with his ability, he raised the documents in Dazai's face

"I am not signing this. There is no way in Hell I will ever give you written permission to do your psychopath mind games!!"

He looked up at Dazai's dumbfounded expression before looking past him to the familiar kid, asleep on the couch; given now she didn't look like a starved kicked puppy, his confusion was cleared when Dasai muttered "Yosano"
Ah yes, made sense

"Listen, I don't care what you do Hell if I ever cared about what you did to me. But anything has a limit and for once in your god damn life-!" He took a shaky breath
"...Listen to me bastard..." he said, he pleaded, punching lightly on Dazai's chest.

Dasai was, for the first time in years at loss for words

Chuuya usual annoyed, angry tone was gone, he was speaking as if he was... Hurting?