The morning sun filtered through the blinds, casting long, dancing shadows on the pristine white walls of Silver Wolf's apartment. She groaned, burying her face deeper into the pillow, desperately trying to cling to the remnants of sleep. The insistent beeping of her phone finally broke through her haze.
"What the hell?" she muttered, fumbling for the device. The caller ID read 'Mackerel'. A surge of annoyance swept through her. "Dazai, it's too early for your shenanigans," she grumbled into the receiver.
"Ah, come on, Wolf-chan!" Dazai's voice, bright and irritatingly cheerful, echoed through the phone. "Don't be such a party pooper. Remember our little wager? Well, the time has come for you to fulfill your end of the bargain!"
A wave of dread washed over Silver Wolf. She remembered the stupid dare now – whoever lost the video game marathon had to agree to one day of the winner's choosing (she wasn't very good at games that involved physical). And of course, Dazai had won.
"Fine," she grumbled, already regretting her decision. "What do you want?"
"A date, my dear Wolf-chan!" Dazai exclaimed, his voice filled with an unnatural amount of enthusiasm. "Just the two of us, a romantic dinner, maybe a movie? I'll even let you pick the restaurant!"
Silver Wolf groaned again. A date with Dazai? It was like herding cats with extra caffeine. She could already picture the chaos that would ensue. Still, a promise was a promise, and she wasn't one to back down from a challenge.
"Fine," she repeated, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Just don't expect me to be amused."
"Oh, I'm sure I will be," Dazai replied, his voice laced with amusement. "I'll pick you up at seven. Wear something...nice."
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She stared at her reflection in the mirror, her usually stoic face contorted into a mask of disbelief.
A date. With Dazai Osamu.
As if the universe enjoyed a good laugh, Dazai had arrived promptly at her doorstep, looking infuriatingly handsome in a way that seemed designed to mock her misery. His usual air of nonchalance was replaced with an almost predatory gleam in his eyes.
"Ready, my dear Wolf?" he had purred, extending a hand.
And here they were, on the streets. Sunlight from the early morning filled the surroundings around them. Silver Wolf felt a strange sensation creeping up her spine. It wasn't fear, exactly, but more of a heightened awareness, as if every nerve ending was on high alert. She'd faced down armed thugs and cunning adversaries, but the prospect of spending an entire evening with Dazai felt far more daunting.
She glanced at Dazai, who was strolling along with an infuriatingly casual gait, his eyes scanning the street with a bored amusement. She wondered if he was enjoying this as much as he seemed.
"So, where are we going?" she asked, her voice clipped.
Dazai paused, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Ah, my dear Wolf, that would be telling. Let's just say it's a surprise."
Silver Wolf rolled her eyes. She was starting to think that 'surprise' was just another word for 'disaster'.
They walked for several minutes, the city waking up around them. The early morning light cast long shadows, and the air was filled with the sounds of traffic and distant chatter. Silver Wolf tried to focus on the mundane details of her surroundings, anything to distract her from the looming absurdity of the situation.
Finally, Dazai stopped in front of a small, unassuming café. "Here we are," he announced with a flourish.
The café was cozy and warm, with soft jazz playing in the background. They were led to a table in the corner, and Silver Wolf sat down, bracing herself for whatever chaos Dazai had planned.
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