EPILOGUE : I

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Third person POV! (Three years later!!)

Y/n and Dazai's wedding was a sight to behold. Dazai wore the suit he wore during the Shibusawa incident and Y/n wore a different variant of his old mafia attire.

The silver rings the two wore, with a black piece of obsidian in the middle was enough.

Chuuya was sitting there downing wine, leaning on Yosano's shoulder.

The corrupted played the wedding song and boy did it make Y/n cry.

He cried in the arms of Dazai during his first dance, and had his Father, Son dance with Fukuzawa.

On the other hand, Dazai had his Father, Son dance with Oda.

Y/n broke down crying a few more times during the ceremony and who could blame him?

Kenji and Kyouka dressed matching, and so did Atsushi, Akutagawa and Junichirou. Y/n couldn't help bursting out in laughter at the accidental mishap.

And to that he was threatened with Rashoumon.

The truce between the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia stood.

The Port Mafia executives would help the Agency during cases, which was fine by everyone.

Y/n had never looked at Dazai so lovingly.

Until Fyodor took Y/n and had a dance with his brother, returning to Q, before cafe was announced.

Everyone surrounded the table, the kids getting served first.

Dazai's hand never left Y/n's at the after party located at the bar that night.

They were married now.

A/n ;

Guys, I'm so sorry this book had to come to an end. I had no original ideas, and it was pissing me off. This fic lived a happy 11 months.

I enjoyed this so much and hope to put out more in the future.

But, for now, to Dazai and Y/n!

Congratulations on the marriage.

Thank you all for being here with me.

-Writer.

I will miss you all severely as I write another silly fic. 😋

I couldn't stop sobbing writing this so, thank you all again 😖

Also I'm totally down if some random animator stumbles across this and wants this to be an actual story with Chuuya as Y/n. It sounds great!! 😝

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