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Prologue part-2

The rain-slicked streets of the city glistened under the harsh glare of the streetlamps, casting long shadows that seemed to stretch on endlessly. M/n pulled his coat tighter around his frame, the familiar weight of it offering a fleeting sense of comfort as he made his way through the deserted alleyways. It had been months since he had set foot in this place, but the sights and sounds of the city remained etched in his mind - a constant reminder of the life he had once led.

As M/n approached the towering silhouette of the detective agency, a wave of unease washed over him. The building, once a beacon of order and purpose, now seemed to loom before him, its windows dark and its doors barred. He hesitated for a moment, his hand poised to grasp the handle, memories of the past threatening to overwhelm him. But with a deep, steadying breath, he pushed open the door and stepped inside.

The hallway was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of stale coffee and dampness. M/n's footsteps echoed against the worn floorboards as he made his way towards the familiar office, his mind racing with a thousand questions. What had become of the agency in his absence? Had his colleagues managed to carry on without him, or had they crumbled under the weight of the city's ever-increasing criminal activity?

As he approached the office door, a voice, laced with a mixture of surprise and trepidation, called out. "M/n? Is that... really you?"

Turning, M/n found himself face-to-face with Tanizaki, one of his former colleagues. The young detective's eyes widened in disbelief, a flicker of hope and relief mingling with the underlying tension that seemed to permeate the air.

"It's been a long time," M/n replied, his voice low and measured. "I must say, the place looks a bit worse for wear."

Tanizaki nodded, his expression shifting from surprise to a weary resignation. "Things have... changed, since you've been gone. The agency has been struggling to keep up with the rise in criminal activity, and we've been spread thin trying to handle it all."

M/n's brow furrowed, a familiar sense of unease settling in the pit of his stomach. "I see. And what of the others? Where is everyone?"

"They're all here, in the office," Tanizaki replied, his gaze darting nervously towards the closed door. "But... there's something you should know. We've brought on a new member, and-"

Before Tanizaki could finish his sentence, the office door swung open, and a figure emerged, their features shrouded in shadow. M/n felt his muscles tense, a surge of protective instinct flaring to life as he positioned himself between the newcomer and his former colleague.

"Ah, so the prodigal detective has finally returned," a voice, smooth and tinged with a hint of amusement, spoke. As the figure stepped into the light, M/n's eyes narrowed, taking in the stranger's pale features and piercing gaze.

"And who might you be?" M/n asked, his tone clipped and guarded.

The newcomer chuckled, their expression shifting into a wry smile. "My name is Dazai. I'm the newest member of this... esteemed detective agency."

M/n felt a prickle of unease run down his spine, his senses heightened as he studied the stranger before him. There was something about Dazai's demeanor, the way he carried himself, that set M/n on edge. It was as if the man radiated a power that belied his outward appearance.

"I see," M/n replied, his voice measured and controlled. "And how exactly did you come to join our agency?"

Dazai's smile widened, his eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief. "Ah, that's a long and rather complicated story, I'm afraid. But perhaps we can discuss it over a cup of coffee? I'm sure your colleagues would be delighted to fill you in on the details."

M/n's gaze flicked towards Tanizaki, who shifted uncomfortably, his expression a mixture of unease and reluctance. It was clear that the young detective was not entirely comfortable with Dazai's presence, and M/n couldn't help but wonder what had transpired in his absence.

"I'd rather hear it from you," M/n said, his tone brooking no argument.

Dazai chuckled, a knowing glint in his eyes. "Very well, then. I suppose I should start by saying that I have... unique abilities that have proven invaluable to the agency in your absence. After all, with the city's crime rates skyrocketing, they needed all the help they could get."

M/n felt a surge of protectiveness well up within him, his heart racing as he processed Dazai's words. "Unique abilities?" he echoed, his voice laced with suspicion. "And what exactly do you mean by that?"

Dazai's smile widened, and for a moment, M/n caught a glimpse of something dark and predatory lurking beneath the man's genial facade. "Oh, you'll just have to wait and see, my dear detective. I'm sure you'll find out soon enough."

Before M/n could respond, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the hall, and a familiar figure emerged from the shadows. "M/n? Is that really you?"

M/n turned, his expression softening as he recognized the person approaching. "Yosano," he said, a hint of relief in his voice. "I'm glad to see you're all still in one piece."

Yosano's eyes widened, a mixture of relief and concern etched on her features. "We're... managing, but it hasn't been easy. The city's crime rate has been spiraling out of control, and we've been stretched thin trying to keep up."

M/n nodded, his gaze flickering back to Dazai, who stood silently, observing the exchange with an air of detached amusement. "And this new... member of ours," he began, his voice low and guarded. "How exactly has he been helping?"

Yosano's expression turned uneasy, her brow furrowing as she glanced at Dazai. "He's been... a valuable asset, I suppose. His abilities have certainly given us an edge in some of our more challenging cases. But there's still a lot of uncertainty about his motives and loyalties."

M/n's jaw tightened, his suspicions only deepening. "I see. Well, I suppose I'll have to see for myself what this Dazai is capable of."

Dazai's chuckle cut through the tension, and M/n felt a chill run down his spine. "Oh, I'm sure you'll be quite impressed, M/n. After all, I'm not the only one with... unique abilities around here."

As the words hung in the air, M/n knew that his return to the agency was going to be anything but a smooth homecoming. With Dazai's arrival and the looming threats facing the city, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was about to be pulled into a maelstrom of danger and intrigue. But whether he was ready to confront his past and the challenges that lay ahead, he couldn't yet be sure.

Ya so I thought that I should make the story more interesting by adding more prologue and what's happend before atsushi came to the Ada! Let me know what you think and I, sorry for being late to publish as usual, I had this in my drafts for a while now😭 

What should I do next!

Head-cannon <

More prologues till the actual story <

I actually needed an opinion on this! Thank you for reading!