MAFIA DAZAI X READER (Highschool Student)

Chapter 6

AUTHOR'S NOTE: HI GUYS! I'M BAAAAAAAACK! I'M SORRY IF IT TOOK ME LIKE TWO MONTHS TO UPDATE THIS. MY LAPTOP BROKE DOWN TWO MONTHS AGO (and I could not buy a new one thanks to COVID uwuu) ANYHOW I HAVE A NEW LAPTOP NOW SO REST ASSURED, I WILL CONTINUE TO UPDATE EVERY TWO WEEKS ONCE AGAIN. 

Chuuya's miso soup tasted exactly like your mother's cooking and that dampened your mood even more.

There were more pressing matters right then to take into consideration such as; 

-two high-ranking members of the Port Mafia are currently in your apartment and could kill you any moment,

-Dazai is reading your research as he ate like it was some cheap newspaper,

-You were eating miso soup with the youngest port mafia executive in history.

-The strongest ability user you know is at your living room and drinking wine and skipping dinner because he was deeply troubled with what you said.

But no, the only thing that bothered you was the taste of the miso soup. How the hell did Chuuya learn to make it taste exactly like your mother's miso soup?

" This is very astounding  Miss (y/n)" Dazai exclaimed as he finished reading your research.

"Thank you but I think that the higher ups already knows the answer, they are simplykeeping it a secret from the public." you answered without looking at him.

The boy still creeps you out, you knew how dangerous and merciless the Port Mafia is.

For a boy like him to become an executive means that he is capable of killing you any second without batting his eyelash. 

Chuuya's presence in your apartment is the only reason why you could answer Dazai's inquiries without stuttering.

"Oh I was not referring to your research, I'm talking about how you managed to acquire Natsume-sensei's account on the matter. I've been looking for him for two months now, but you managed to find him! Now aren't your tracking skills great?" he stated while his eyes gleamed in awe.

You stopped eating and laid down your spoon. You internally screamed. You don't even know what this "Natsume-sensei" looks like.

"Ehehehe, I just got lucky." you responded nervously.

" Yes---yes... any organization would be lucky to have you." he answered as he looked at the papers again.

On the other hand, you looked at him with wonder. As far your concerned, you were really good at reading people. However this boy in front of you was an undecipherable puzzle. You could not tell what he was thinking or what he wants with you.

If he wanted to recruit you or force you to use your ability then he would have already brought you to the mafia headquarters.