Brown and Orange - Soukoku

12

Dazai's POV

The clock struck 9:46 am. I woke up just a few minutes ago. Should I leave Chuuya here? Should I tell him where I'm going? I mean, this day off was really only given to me to take care of him. It's fine, he probably won't care.

I was dressing up in my usual outfit. This time, I made sure to be extra careful picking out my shirt. I didn't want any blood stains on them, that wouldn't be good for the kids to see.

After dressing up, I decided to just make myself something simple for breakfast. Just a homemade latte will do. I need to save some stomach space for Odasaku's great cooking.

The chef that the orphans live with also makes wonderful food, though I would always deny it in front of Odasaku. My thoughts were disturbed by a sleepy ginger laying his head on my shoulder.

"Where are you going all dressed up huh.. it's too early..." he woke up earlier than I expected. "Just going to meet the orphans, you want to come?" I offered. Odasaku will probably welcome him in. The children would have so much fun with him.

"I'm tired, maybe next time" he mumbled. I pulled out my phone to text Odasaku. He told me that he would be here in just a few minutes.

Ding.

Dong.

The doorbell rang just once. Odasaku is very considerate, he always only presses the doorbell once to not wake up the neighbors. He is very nice. Too nice.

On the car ride there, he would show me the basket of food he got for the kids at every red light. "Look! I got them some chocolate, some lollipops, some chips, and some gum. Do you think gum is even safe for children to eat at their age?" he asked.

"If I were to die by choking on gum, it would definitely be a painful way to go. You would be gasping for air for a few minutes. I wouldn't be able to take those few minutes of suffering" I replied.

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We finally made it to the restaurant. The orphans lived upstairs of the restaurant. After parking the car, we slowly made our way to the restaurant. Everything was wrecked.

Chairs were scattered across the room, the windows were cracked, plates were thrown everywhere, the light was broken, and the door was wide open.

The owner was clearly beaten up, his face was full of bruises and he had a bloody nose. He was sitting down in a corner as we hurried over to him.

Odasaku dropped the basket of food in his arms instantly. "What happened here? Are you okay? Who did this to you?" Odasaku swarmed the poor guy with questions.

"No I'm fine.. don't worry about me. It's the kids that are in danger. They came in and I tried protecting the orphans with a kitchen knife, the kitchen knife was later stabbed into me..." there was blood trailing off from his chest, he must of pulled the knife out.

"You shouldn't have pulled the knife out. If it stayed in your chest, you wouldn't have immense blood loss. We need to somehow stop the bleeding or get you to a hospital" I stepped in.

I took a nearby table rag and started applying pressure on his wound. Eventually, the wound stopped bleeding. "That should do it for now, we still need to get you to a hospital though. The earlier the better" I suggested.

When we hurried upstairs, the sight was even more terrifying. All five children looked as if they were shot by bullets straight in their head. There was a note stuck to the wooden closet with a knife.

Odasaku looked stunned. He didn't have a reaction. He didn't cry or say anything. He just stared blankly at the corpses of basically his children.

People say that you can tell what someone is feeling by their eyes, I could finally see it now. His eyes were beyond hatred. It's the first time in my life that I have ever seen him like that.

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The police were called. When they arrived at the scene, they couldn't track who the person was based off finger prints and DNA because the killer supposedly wore gloves.

Odasaku went to a gun shop that day. He bought more bullets than I could count. "I know what you're thinking Odasaku. It's a bad idea please listen to m-" I was cut off. "I have made my decision on what I want to do with my life" he simply responded.

I tried to grab onto him, to not let him go, to show him that this is a stupid idea. But I failed to convince him as he just walked away leaving me behind. The thunder roared in the distance, as if to signal something bad will happen.

The note from that wooden closet yesterday. It was the address of a certain mansion. The enemy was trying to lure him in, knowing how powerful he is, knowing what he is capable of.

They must have a plan trying to kill somebody like him. Odasaku's ability allows him to see into the future for only a few seconds when he is in danger. He can dodge death.

However, sometimes, special abilities come into contact with each other and form a loophole. That loophole can cause the abilities to malfunction, leading to death.

I don't even care about Odasaku's ability. I just want him to be alive, to be safe. However, I have a feeling that my hopes would be shattered sooner or later tonight.

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7 years into the future

Today was the day of the mission. They decided for the mission to be at night. They brung two cars, one for each team. Chuuya and I got into the first car, which of course Kunikida was driving.

Kunikida came just to be our Uber boy, how fun. I don't think anyone in the whole Armed Detective Agency is responsible enough to drive a car safely other than him.

Atushi, Akutagawa, and Tanizaki were in the other car, probably driven by Higuchi. When we arrived, everybody stepped out and hid behind the trees of the forest nearby.

"Here, take these" Higuchi passed everyone a walkie-talkie of some sort. "What are these? I don't need extra backup" Chuuya said annoyed. "Hey you never know, you might be the one begging for help later" Higuchi replied.

"Me? Begging for help? I could finish this whole mission by myself without any of you" Chuuya scoffed. Higuchi just simply shrugged in response.

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