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       The morning sun painted the city in hues of gold and pink. A new day was dawning, one that promised to be as unpredictable as the one before. For Dazai, it was a day filled with anticipation and a touch of apprehension.

He stood outside Silver Wolf's home building, the familiar structure seeming both inviting and daunting. He took a deep breath, his mind racing. Yesterday had been a whirlwind, a day filled with laughter, chaos, and a strange sense of connection. He had never felt so alive.

He pressed the doorbell, his heart pounding in his chest. A moment later, the door opened to reveal Silver Wolf, looking as composed as ever. Yet, Dazai could sense a subtle shift in her demeanor, a spark of something new in her eyes.

"You're on time," she said, her voice steady.

Dazai nodded, his gaze flicking over her. She was wearing a simple black outfit, but it looked effortlessly chic on her. He wondered if she had always been this stylish.

"Ready?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

Silver Wolf nodded, her expression a mixture of determination and apprehension. They both knew what was at stake.

"You brought what I told you to? I need that to input the code."

Dazai blinked, taken aback by Silver Wolf's sudden change in tone. For a moment, he was thrown off guard, the casual banter they'd shared yesterday seeming like a distant memory.

"Of course," he managed to reply, his voice slightly higher than usual due to being in Silver Wolf's body. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, metallic device. It was the same one he had shown her yesterday, but this time, there was a sense of finality to it.

Silver Wolf nodded, her eyes fixed on the device. She reached out and took it, her fingers brushing against his. There was a silent understanding between them, a shared determination to see this through.

They stood side by side, their bodies close but their minds worlds apart. They took a deep breath and held the device tightly. The world seemed to slow down, and a sense of detachment washed over them.

And when they opened their eyes, it was over. She had his body, while he had hers.

Silver Wolf blinked, disoriented. Her head throbbed, and the world seemed to tilt at an odd angle. Slowly, her vision cleared, and she realized she was looking at her own hands from a different perspective. They were slightly larger, rougher, and covered in faint scars. Panic surged through her. She was in Dazai's body.

Across from her, Dazai, or rather, she in Dazai's body, was sitting on the couch, a look of astonishment on his face. She could see herself, or rather, Dazai, looking back at her with her own eyes. The surrealness of the situation hit her like a tidal wave.

"Well, this is... unexpected," she managed to say, her voice just a little deeper than usual.

Dazai, or rather, she, chuckled. "An understatement," came the reply, her own voice sounding oddly weird.

They stared at each other for a long moment, trying to process the bizarre situation. The apartment felt foreign, the world tilted at an unfamiliar angle. It was as if they had stepped into a parallel universe.

"So, we just... wreak havoc?"

He chuckled and stared down at 'his' body.

"Seems like it~"

As they approached the agency, a sense of anticipation and trepidation washed over them both. They were about to step into a world filled with extraordinary individuals, and they were anything but ordinary at the moment.

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