2 Years Later...
" Hi mom," (Y/N) spoke to the gravestone that sat by the shore," I don't have much time to visit today, but I'll leave this for you." She placed down a rose on the side and bowed down. " I hope you're resting well." The girl walked away to the opposite direction to meet up with her lover. " Dazai!," she called out with a smile, making the young man turn around. " Yes, my darling?," he responded to her call, pecking her cheek lightly. " I want to visit him too, and then we can get going.," a smile adorned her face as she looked up at him.
Dazai stepped to the side, letting her approach the grave. It sat in the shade under a large tree. Looking down at the scenery, she felt at peace like she was walking into a calming forest. She pulled out a rose from behind her and placed it down, bowing once again. " Odasaku," her smile was a little sad as she spoke his name," I hope you and the kids are resting well. I'll offer up a little rose before we go to work." A sigh left her lips as she smiled brighter once again, turning on her heels to her lover.
" Are you ready to go now, belladonna?"
" Mhm!"--
The Armed Detective Agency sat on the top of a slope near Yokohama's port. It was a reddish brick, warn down office building with obvious years of decay. However, despite it's extremely warn down appearance, it stood strongly. It had a small, old-style elevator that was rather rickety and slow. The agency was on the fourth floor of the building. On the first floor: Café Uzumaki, the second: a law firm, the third was vacant, and the fifth floor was access storage.
A blonde man with a long ponytail was called up to the presidents office. Kunikida Doppo, Ability: Lone Poet, Age: 20. He was a very stern idealist, who stuck to his schedule and ideals from a day-to-day basis. He stood in the office in front of the presidents desk. Fukuzawa Yukichi, Ability: All Men Are Created Equal, Age: 43.
"New employees?," Kunikida asked. He looked over, noticing the agency's doctor Yosano Akiko, who was standing next to him. The president mentioned that he'd hired new investigators and wanted the two of them to look after them. " Let me introduce you. Come in.," the president faced the door after a few moments of contemplation. Dazai opened the door with (Y/N) holding onto his arm. " Good afternoon," he greeted, smiling ear to ear. The young girl waved at his side with a kind smile as well.
Dazai wore a sand-colored coat and an open-collared shirt. The same bandages adorned his forearms and neck. (Y/N) wore a cuffed white button up with a blue long skirt that reached her ankles.
" Dazai Osamu, twenty years old. It's nice to meet you."
" (Y/N) (L/N), twenty-one years old. It's nice to meet you as well."Kunikida greeted," I'm Kunikida. If there's anything you don't understand, I'm here to help you." Yosano did the same, waving her hand. Dazai walked up to Kunikida with the same smile on his face and shook his hand vigorously," You're the real deal, eh? It's nice to meet you Kunikida!" The man adjusted his glasses from the sudden contact and hummed. (Y/n) rubbed the back of her head, catching up to him. She whispered to Yosano," I-I apologize. He's quite enthusiastic today." " No, no. It's alright.," Yosano smiled at the young girl," Are you two related?" (Y/N) chuckled," No actually. He's my boyfriend. Oi, Dazai! Let's calm down a little there."
Dazai and Kunikida unlinked hands, as Dazai put his hands behind his back and smiled at (Y/N). Kunikida cleared his throat once again," So, (Y/N), Dazai. What brings you to the detective agency? This kind of place won't just take in anyone who asks." " Ah, about that...," (Y/N) trailed off, shying away from the question. Dazai spoke up," I was at the pub, quite bored on evening. I stumbled upon this old guy and we hit it off. He challenged me to a drinking contest and said I could get a job if I did so. I jokingly went along with it and won."
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