"I've found it," she said as she looked up, seeing the sky of a starry night.
"Hmm, found what?" he asked, opening his only visible eye, looking at her forlorn expression.
"The reason why everyone chooses not to stay." she replied.
"What is it th...
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" 'cause it's been days, weeks, no light in this square mile her face, my mind, just one more twilight"
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[Last Name] [Name] only said a word when she awoke from her slumber. It is an understatement to say that the poor white haired male, namely Nakajima Atsushi was very shocked to hear what she first said.
"Damn." [Name] said groggily, as she shielded her eyes away from the light. This made Atsushi more or less panicky.
"You almost die and the first thing you say is 'damn'?!" Atsushi exclaimed, flailing his arms.
"What are you? A Dazai-san?" Atsushi jokingly asked as he recalled his first meeting with his mentor who invited him into the agency.
"Tch. That suicidal maniac, where is he?" [Name] asked clenching her fists as she furrowed her eyebrows. She's finally starting to get her strength back, enough to show that she is pissed.
At the exact same time, the door slammed open and appeared a tall, slender figure which [Name] instantly recognized.
"Oh! What a beautiful young maiden!" Dazai said the moment he entered through the door, flailing his arms in a dramatic pose which pissed [Name] more.
"I must ask of you to do a double suicide with me! Let's celebrate our love by welcoming the sweet release of death!" he said with eyes sparking in hope as he clasped both of his hands in a pleading manner.
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[Name] had a visible irk showing on her forehead as she took in Dazai's expression. From the vibe that she was giving off, Atsushi knew to stay away. Dazai was the only one who could break her and make her more vulgar than she already is, after all.
Within a time span of a single blink, Dazai was sprawled out on the floor with [Name]'s foot on his chest.
"You never fucking change do you?" [Name] asked, "Still the suicidal maniac? And oh, what? You're a comic relief now, too? The fuck happened to you?" she asked, eyebrows still furrowed, both in confusion and anger. This wasn't the Dazai she knew and she's not sure if she likes it.
"Now, now don't be like that [Name]-chan" said Dazai who was now standing, giving off a carefree smile as he waved his hands.
"[Name]-chan? Tch. You fucking disgust me." [Name] has had enough and said as she went back to her bed in the infirmary of wherever Dazai is working at now. [Name] started packing up the things on her bedside table and put on her fedora as she trudged her way to the door.
"A-ah! [Name]-san please rest for the time being, you're still not well from the incident." Atsushi said as he tried to prevent the aggressive girl from exiting the infirmary.
"You're still here? Who's this Osamu? Your new Ryūnosuke? Whoever you are please kindly get the fuck out." [Name] said with eyes as cold as ice.
With her ice cold glare, Atsushi froze on the spot with fear. Once he regained his composure, he went through what the girl had said.
"Ryūnosuke? That seems familiar. I don't know where i heard it though. Osamu? First name basis with Dazai-san huh.." Atsushi mumbled as he picked himself up and went through the door, closing it on the way out.
Once the weretiger was out of the door and out of earshot, Dazai locked the door as his eyes turned cold.
"Atsushi-kun is far more superior than Akutagawa." He said as he faced the [Hair Color] haired girl. "What are you doing here?" Dazai asked, the tone of his voice as cold as his eyes.
"Even if I don't fucking tell you, you would know. No one handled your interrogation method after all." [Name] smirked. The aforementioned girl shrugged her shoulders then said,
"And oh, about your question? Guess the fuck what? Oh wait you already know. " [Name] sighed.
"So Mori is really too paranoid, thinking you'd take his throne, and put a gun to his head, huh..." Dazai wondered.
It was easy to think that Mori did plan to assassinate [Name], she knows too much anyway. Why let her get away though? Because it would cause [Name] her downfall along with Mori's. Mori orchestrated Dazai's defection from Port Mafia, after all. Why wouldn't he do the same to his former partner?
"Yeah, he even sent an assassination team made to defeat me. The damn old man lost his mind." [Name] replied.
"And that's why you're bleeding and almost dead on the alleyway." Dazai concluded as a matter of fact. "You used your ability, Kuroshoubi to escape as a black rose petal." He continued thinking out loud.
"Yeah, yeah captain obvious coming at it with the fucking obvious sequence of events." [Name] shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly.
"And that means you're currently jobless..." Dazai trailed off, looking at [Name] in particular.
"Oh no... I don't like where this shit is going." [Name] said as a bead of sweat dropped from her forehead.
"Well then you can work at the Armed Detective Agency!" Dazai cheered.
"No." she huffed.
"No?" Dazai repeated in a questioning manner.
"Well okay then, I guess you're gonna die out in the streets. You were always sheltered by the Port Mafia so you have no experiences on the streets. But that's always up to you." Dazai shrugged.
"If I were you, I'd accept the job offer though." Dazai then smiled with eyes closed.
