Amethyst |Dazai x Reader

4. The man with the hat

(Y/N)'s POV

"Everything's so disgusting. That guy over there, who's grinning ear-to-ear while drinking that drink he can barely afford, the fat man over there trying to flaunt his money and status to people he barely even knows, the man touching the bar counter with his hands. Everything. Everyone. It's all so dirty." I think to myself as I eye the bar I own while preparing a cocktail. My finger twitches and my skin crawls as I observe all those dirty people touch this place with their filthy hands.

"Hey!" I hear someone call by snapping his fingers in front of my face. My eye twitches as I smile, a very fake one but barely noticeable, at the customer.

"Yes sir?" I say smiling.
"I've been waiting for the past 5 minutes over here!! Shouldn't you be paying attention to your customers, huh?" He says, slightly slurring his words while leaning against the counter. My eyes briefly flits to the mans hand resting against the smooth counter.

"I'm very sorry sir. What would you like?" I say while pouring a cocktail in a clean and pretty glass and sliding it to another customer.

"I want the most expensive whiskey ya' got to offer!" He says arrogantly while banging the table. I nod while taking out a Yamazaki 50 year single malt carefully from the open shelf behind me and pour it in a whiskey glass. Then I put in a ball of cleanly cut ice carefully into the cup before sliding it to him.

The man sips it and his face brightens instantly. He happily starts drinking as I tend to other customers.

"Dont try to rip me off, woman!" The previously mentioned man shouts while banging the bar counter hard and all of a sudden the bar becomes quiet. Oh here we go again...

"Well you asked for the most expensive whiskey we had and I gave it to you sir." I explain calmly.

The man who's obviously pretty drunk, rages as visible veins start to pop out on his head.

"Dont screw with me, you sly woma-" He starts but I cut him off.

"That was the most expensive we had to offer, sir. It's a Yamazaki 50 year single malt and it's 12,900¥ per glass." I say, a little straight-faced and see him visibly gulp. In nervousness? In the fear that he won't be able to pay for it? Well I don't know. If I did, I would be a detective and not a bar owner I suppose.

"You bitch!" He shouts as he raises his hand to hit me. I close my eyes in reflex but I don't feel the man's filthy hands hit me. I open my eyes and see his hand being held back by a black gloved hand.

...Dazai-san?

I think for a split second but when my eyes trail up to the man's face I see an unfamiliar individual with a hat.

"Tch tch tch~ Hey mister, ya' really shouldn't be goin' around hitting girls." He says, frowning while grasping the drunk man's wrist tighter.
"Especially not a girl whom you owe money to." He says while looking at me. I freeze in place as the strange man with a hat twists the drunk man's hand behind his back and pushes down his head on the counter rather easily. The drunk man groans and the man with the hat's eyes glint dangerously while pushing down harder.

"You better properly pay your fees to this Miss over here~" He says, the corners of his lips curling up into a small but deadly grin while gesturing towards me.

"Okay okay!!! I'll pay her! J-just stop pushing me down any further god fucking dammit!!" The drunkard groans in pain as the other tightens his grip on the man's head. I then snap out of my trance-like state and stand up straight.

"I very much appreciate your help but please refrain from using anymore violence inside the bar." I say to the man with the hat and he clicks his tongue while letting go of the drunkard. The drunk man then hurriedly pulls out money from the pocket of his coat and slams it on the counter while quickly scurrying away.

I sigh and grab the money from the table and put it in the cash register. I turn to the man wearing a hat and bow.

"I'm so very sorry for the trouble you just had to go through but I would also like to thank you for jumping in." I say politely while bowing.

Deja vu.

"Oh, uh.. it ain't much of a problem Miss." The man says while waving his hands and sitting down in the bar chair, a little flustered.

The man seemed very strong, a striking contrast to his physical build. Despite of his fairly lean body, the fitted black suit and coat, the black hat resting over his orange hair casting a shadow over his face, the aura surrounding the man and his eyes. Those piercing blue eyes that seemed to radiate murderous intent when he was holding down a man twice his size. I was familiar with those type of eyes. I'd seen them countless times before.

"A drink on the house, sir?" I offer while looking at the man as he takes off his hat and grins a boyish grin which actually made him look much younger and innocent than the initial impression I had of him. The bar lights hanging right above him cast a warm glow on the surprisingly soft features of his face, without the black hat to obstruct it.

"That'd be great Miss...." He trails off while trying to read my name tag.

"(Y/N)." I say smiling and take out a glass from the cupboards.

"Oh, that's a pretty name...." He says and then he frantically tries to cover up what he had just said.
"I-I mean its a pretty decent name! It's an alright name..!" He quickly stutters out and I try to contain my laughter while preparing his drink.

"You flatter me." I say while genuinely laughing a little and sliding his drink towards him. The orange-haired man's cheeks are dusted in a pretty pink shade as he grabs his drink, flustered.

"Chuuya?" I hear someone say and I look to see Dazai looking at the man in front of me. The man turns to look behind him and his eyes widen in shock.

"....Dazai!?"

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