2nd person view
When you woke up you couldn't remember what you'd been thinking about the night before. All you remembered was pondering over something insignificant.
You glanced at the closet and saw that the door was closed, telling you that Atsushi was still asleep. You got up and walked straight to the kitchen, where you began on breakfast. When it was almost done Atsushi emerged from the bedroom, yawning.
"Good morning, (y/n)", he said with a kind smile. "Feeling better?"
You stared at him, not feeling the need to reply. He laughed humorlessly.
"Not gonna talk, huh? Alright then."
He sat down by the table and you put breakfast down. You both ate in silence, but you preferred it that way. After cleaning the dishes you went to the bathroom to freshen up and when you returned Atsushi looked at you with a bright smile.
"What about now? Will you talk now?"
"Why wouldn't I?", you monotonously replied.
"Hm, never mind that", Atsushi replied. "I wanted to ask you something, actually."
"What?"
"Is there a reason you never talk around Dazai-san?", Atsushi asked with curiosity glimmering brightly in his eyes.
"Dazai-san?", you questioned. "Dazai Osamu?"
Atsushi nodded and you blinked.
"He's dangerous", you stated almost automatically.
"Dangerous?", Atsushi asked in a confused tone. "Dangerous how?"
"Master told me", you replied without thinking. "I mustn't come near him, or-"
You abruptly stopped talking and winced. A skull-splitting headache came up out of nowhere, making your knees go weak. You fell to the ground, holding your head in between your hands.
"(y-y/n)?!", Atsushi yelped while he rushed to your side. "What's wrong?"
"My... head", you said through gritted teeth. "Hurts."
You whimpered when the pain intensified and squeezed your eyes shut. Atsushi looked at you for a second when he realized this could be his only chance to get answers.
"(y/n), who is your master?", he asked.
"D-don't know", you whimpered.
"Where is he?"
You couldn't think straight. The pain was too much. You cried out when it got worse, if that was possible. You felt like you could pass out any second.
"Where, (y/n)? Please think."
One location popped into your mind, clear as day.
"C-casino", you choked out. "Sky Casino."
"Sky casino?", Atsushi asked in a confused tone.
You whimpered again, trying to fight off the pain as best you could. Unfortunately it was no use. The pain became too much and you could feel yourself beginning to black out.
Atsushi noticed as well and caught you when you lost consciousness and collapsed. For a second he had no idea what to do, but then he quickly pulled out his phone to call Dazai.
"Dazai-san, something's wrong with (y/n)!", he said as soon as the brunette answered the phone.
"What happened?"
"I asked her about you and she said something about her master or something", Atsushi stammered. "B-but then she got this massive headache, so bad that she fell down. I asked her about the master figure and she said something about a casino...? In the sky or something, but I don't know what it is!"
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