bsd || kopī cat

Chapter 12 || strange

I haven't updated in forever lmao I'm a mess but anyways
I hope your guys summer/what ever season it is is going well and that you're having fun! <3
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Today seemed to be just the same as every other, to sum it up.
It was warm and breezy outside, so you could wear something nice and summery without sweating to death.
Not that it mattered much, though since you'd probably be doing paperwork in the agency all day.

Things were a little bit different since you'd returned from...what could you even call that experience?
At times you felt as if it had made you stronger, other times you felt as if it had depleted your mental health just trying to comprehend it.

After awhile, which was more like just a few days-but felt like awhile, you'd decided to avoid thinking about it overall.
It was better that way, anyways.

The agency all sat down a day or two after, agreed to save each other the migraines, and not try to evaluate what's happened.
You happily complied, of course, seeing as it would only make things 10x more confusing if you all took time out of the day to sit and think about something that's physically impossible-or at least, seemed physically impossible.

On a completely different note, you'd been begging to go on missions with rest of the agency, lately.
You'd suddenly developed a strong need to have a purpose, to become an asset of the agency.

Sure, paperwork with the girls was fun and all. But it couldn't hold a candle to the exhilarating experience of going out on a mission with the rest of the ada.
Plus, you had something that the rest of the office workers lacked: an ability.

Over the next few weeks, you began frequently training with Kunikida and Dazai. On occasion you'd spar with Yosano, Kenji, or Atsushi, but Kunikida and Dazai were the two most trained, and taught you well.

You spent hours upon hours perfecting each and every ability of the Agency.
It wasn't exactly as perfect as the original user you were copying, but nobody could perform an ability better than the true user.
You even went as far as trying out Akutagawa's ability, recalling the time you'd met him and witnessed his ability within the first week of being with the Agency-before everything went haywire.

They were still wary of taking you on a mission, though. You were highly wanted by the mafia due to your unique ability, and the last thing they wanted was to lose you for a second time.

Anyhow, you woke up this morning, feeling weak as ever.
'5 hours of sleep...?' You thought to yourself, 'that's a new record'.

You shook Ranpo awake, and went to freshen yourself up as usual.
Given that neither you nor Ranpo were no Gordon Ramsay, and had no time to cook, you usually grabbed Granola bars for breakfast or had a bowl of cereal, and occasionally made oat meal or toast.

As the two of you made your way to work, you couldn't help but feel as if you were being...watched?

You knew it seemed irrational, especially since you'd been so paranoid lately, but this time, you really couldn't shake the feeling.

You walked as close to Ranpo as physically possible.
It seemed like every time you glanced over your shoulder, you'd see a black and white flash, then it'd be gone.
Disappeared out of thin air.