Part 7

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Chuuya pulled Dazai out of the room, his eyes darting around as they navigated the winding hallways of Fyodor's hideout. The corridors were dimly lit, shadows clinging to every corner, adding to the tension. Dazai leaned into Chuuya's side, a small smile playing on his lips despite the situation.

"You know, Chuuya, if you keep holding me like this, I might get the wrong idea," Dazai teased, his voice soft but still carrying that familiar lilt.

Chuuya scowled, but there was an unmistakable concern in his eyes as he glanced at Dazai. "Shut up, idiot. You can joke around when we're out of here. For now, just focus on not getting yourself killed."

They rounded a corner, Chuuya's senses on high alert. He could feel the lingering presence of the Decay of Angels in this place—like a heavy, malevolent weight pressing down on him. Fyodor's hideout wasn't just some run-down building; it was a labyrinth designed to confuse and isolate intruders. They needed to move quickly.

Suddenly, a door down the hall opened, and Nikolai stepped out, his grin wide as ever, eyes immediately locking onto Chuuya and Dazai. He tilted his head, a mock surprise on his face.

"Oh, what a pleasant surprise! It's our dear Chuuya come to rescue the princess," Nikolai said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, laughter already bubbling in his chest. "Though I must say, you two look awfully close. Should I be jealous?"

Chuuya's eyes narrowed, his temper flaring. He stepped forward, shifting Dazai slightly so he was standing between Nikolai and Dazai, shielding him. "Step aside, or I'll put you through the wall," Chuuya growled, his gravitational power already thrumming in the air.

Nikolai laughed, unfazed, his hands spreading out in a grand gesture. "Oh, such intensity, Chuuya! But why so serious? We were just having a bit of fun, weren't we, Dazai?"

Dazai gave Nikolai a small, almost lazy smile, his eyes half-lidded. "Fun, sure. Though, you might have been the only one enjoying it, Kolya."

Nikolai placed a hand over his heart, feigning hurt. "Ah, Dazai, you wound me! I uthought we had something special. And here you are,

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