(Italics will from now onwards mean either a flashback, or if it's in ' marks; a thought. If it's in " marks it's speech in the flashback)
"D-a-z-a-i! I found you, you're the seeker now!"
"What? That's not fair!"
"Yes it is! It's the purpose of the game you idiot"
"But you're so small you can hide in the best places! Plus I only heard you count to 20- We agreed on 30!"
"But Dazai..."
"No buts"
"Hahaha! Dazai said Butts! Dazai is a butt"
Those memories- of childhood innocence.
They hurt, somewhat.
The thought of those children smiling and running around carelessly almost seemed unreal to Dazai, like they were strangers he'd never met.
"Oi, Dazai! Stop daydreaming about suicide and do something productive- this is the Armed Detective Agency, not a Preschool."
"Whatever you say, Kunikida-kun..."
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Little Problems •{Soukoku}•
FanfictionOnce close friends and partners in crime, now sworn enemies and threats- Nakahara Chuuya and Osamu Dazai fight for their own teams. Although the tables are quickly turned when the Port Mafia send Chuuya to spy on the enemy team, the Armed Detective...
