𝐎𝐍𝐄'𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 | ʙꜱᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪɴꜱᴇʀᴛ |

031

"Time for a happy group life counseling!" Fyodor sudently mouthed, having both y/n and dazai understand what he's saying somehow. Once you get the hang of it you can know what people are saying only by looking at their mouths.

Tho with y/n's bad eyesight, perks of playing games, that was kinda hard to do without squinting.

"I, fyodor, will be your host." The Russian raised his hand showing his palm.

"Okay! Stop tight there, hold up!" Dazai stopped him mid way, to take some time to understand what fyodor was saying.

"Yes?"

"Yes what?"

"Yes what what?"

Trust me, Being surrounded by insane geniuses is hell.

"Counseling..." he finely got it.

"Thank you for your prompt understanding. Our High intelligence allows us to read each other's mind." Fyodor thanked dazai with a silly smile.

"Wait wait wait!"

The two looked at y/n who was waving her hands infront of her.

"Don't yall understand each other by reading people's mouths or something!?"

"..."

"..."

"WHAT!? SAY SOMETHING!"

"not really, but if it works for you, then cool." Dazai sent her a smile. That honestly just made her feel dumb asf.

"But im afraid we won't be able to provide counseling for you, dear y/n. Unless you have out level of intelligence." Fyodor mouthed out, that made y/n grith her teeth.

"FUCKING KILL YOURSELF FYODOR! THIS IS WHY YOURE ANEMIC!"

"You have anemia too."

"... okay whatever, I feel like my mind is going to explode if i think deeply bout your bull shit anyways." She Mumbled under her breath. Already not looking forward to any of this.

"I'd like to take this opportunity to discuss our troubles with on another." Fyodor sidently suggested setting the book that he was reading aside smirking weirdly at both dazai and y/n.

"You go first." Dazai said to fyodor.

"My subordinates are always waiting for my instructions, they lack initiative. How might I get them to become autonomous and effective?" Fyodor started, listing one of his daily life problems.

"Ghost them. Trust, ghosting is the way!" Y/n said with a bright smile, having fyodor nodding.

"Or just sit around all day some of them will realize things have to change and take it upon themselves to act." Dazai suggested raising his hand like he was I'm class.

"I see."

"Okay my turn. The Waitress at the Cafe  won't respond to my advances, what should I do?" Dazai said referring to the Waitress at uzumaki cafe below the agency.

"Why want a Waitress when you can have me?" Y/n said with a smirk.

"No thank you! I'd rather live."

"..."

Fydor chuckled at the interaction.

"Make her lose her job and trick her family into disowning her. That ought to convince her to turn to you."

"I see.."

Okay But why is that solution kinda effective...

"My turn now!" Y/n said raising her hand.

"Go ahead."

"I'm 21 but people mistake me for a middle schooler. What should I do."

"Try going through surgery, nothing can be done to your height but your face on the other hand, yes." This was dazai's adives.

"Make whoever mistakes you for a middle schooler disabled by breaking their legs's bones. They'll be forced to sit om a rolling chair and you'd be taller taller them." And this was fyodor's.

"Heeeeh, I see."

After that the three started weirdly laughing.

"Lets both ask a question at the same time." Fyodor stopped laughing weridly and said with a serious expression. But still smirking at dazai specifically.

"Sure thing."

"..."

"How do you contact the outside world."

"I figured as much." Fyodor said, not really surprised that dazai asked the same question as him.

"Whichever of us learns the others method of communication first, will be able to ask our associates to terminate the others ability to communicate. In other words, victory." Dazai smirked.

"You won't see through my method of communication." Fyodor smirked back.

"Of course I will. That's why I'm here."

So he let himself get captured on purpose for the sake of the agency. Damn, and here I was trying to escape from that brown haired guy. But I have no role in this place... not when the enemy's a fucking genius.

Y/n sat back down at the bed that was given in her rounded cell, they were book on the shelf such as the Bible amd other shits but reading things other than fanfics wasn't what she liked the most. Maybe that's why she's kinda lacking in intelligence.

How does dazai communicate with the outside world man... nah I'm too dumb for this shit.