(I don't think anyone would find or read it but anyways (ﾉﾟ0ﾟ)ﾉ→)
A child that never owned a last name. A child that was joined in the depth of hell, a abandoned child "what will happen to you now, Masumi?"
:this story is strictly platonic!!
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Masumi snaps out of her little daydream. That memory now seemed so distant once she met Dazai. Is that possible? Was that really Dazai she heard? She asked Chuuya. He denied it completely. But he himself looked doubtful in his words.
Right now she was sitting in a bath. A bubble-bath to be specific. Chuuya had brought her bubbles when they went out, he said to use them. She had to say, this is one of the most comfortable baths she’s ever taken.
Getting out she changed into the outfit Chuuya prepared for her. Stepping out of the bathroom she heard voices, one she recognised was Chuuya, the other one she didn't know but it sounds feminine. Going out into the hallway, she saw Chuuya and a woman with light scarlet hair. She looked very elegant.
“Ah, Masumi. I don't believe you met Ozaki yet.” Chuuya gestures her over to his side, Which she obeyed.
“Kouyou meet Masu-”
“Aren’t you an adorable cherry blossom.” she shoves Masumi into her arms. She begins fawning over her features. Complimenting her green eyes, her brown hair, anything really.
“If only you were under my command, Chuuya Nakahara, how haven't you introduced me to this cherry blossom to me?” she lightly scolds her fellow executive. Masumi cant say she was used to compliments. Chuuya’s face looks shocked from Kouyou’s scolding.
“I asked that stupid boss of ours to send her to you! It's not my fault I have to take care of this kid!” he protests back. Kouyou seems to blissfully ignore his statement.
“Oh, you must meet my dear Kyouka. You two would get along well." She keeps rambling on about things she can do with her, Chuuya in the background firing down every single one. One in particular is what made Masumi speak up. It was her suggesting just stealing her from Chuuya.
“My apologies, miss Ozaki. I have been assigned under Chuuya’s command. I'm afraid I cannot let you take me.” she said. It seemed her words did not affect the older women though.
“My dear cherry blossom, please just call me Kouyou.” she kept on going on about anything she could about her.
“Okay, That's enough, the kid needs to meet the others now. They've been requested to help hunt down the weretiger.” Chuuya steps in, causing Masumi to look up. Weretiger? Who requested me? Many thoughts came across her mind.
“My, my, the weretiger? How interesting. Wasn't that job assigned to Akutagawa?” Kouyou asks, lifting her sleeve over her mouth. Akutagawa.. That name rang a bell. Wasn't that..
“Isn't that the dog mister Dazai always mentions?” Masumi asks. She could hear a muffled chuckle from Kouyou. She didn't understand why, did she say something wrong?
“Uh.. yes. He is.” Chuuya confirms. Masumi nods to show she heard him. He signals her to follow him out the room. Masumi waved goodbye to Kouyou before leaving. To which she waves back with a polite smile on her face.
