𝓐𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬 (Dazai x F!Reader x Chuuya)

Fitzergalds Arm (1.17)

A bit more backstory, and well... the title says it all :)

This is the last chapter without Chuya and Dazai for now (it was needed in the plot-) so next chapter will have a bit of interaction.

Anyways, enjoy (warning, the chapter does have a bit of swearing ;-;)

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Your scythe was raised over your head, coming down again in a flurry of crimson. A blood curdling scream filled the room, tears and grime, fear and desperation. Crouching down you pressed a finger to her lips, eyes wide.

"Shhhh, you have to be quiet okie?"

The woman only stared at you with her own pair of wide eyes, with the exception that hers were filled with horror. Staring at your finger, you grimaced, wiping it along the dark blue jacket you had. The crimson stained the fabric and you frowned, glancing back at the woman who was holding back a cry.

Your hand grasped the scythe, and raising it again, you weren't even staring at the woman when it came down again. "Hmm, my nails are dirty, should I cut them when I get home?" The blade of the scythe buried itself in the woman's shoulder, and she choked back a sob.

The scythe disappeared from your hand, your focus directing back to her. "Ah sorry, Im getting distracted again aren't I? I'll get right to the point for you." You crouched down to meet her level, eyes locked on hers. "You see, both you and me have something really important to talk about."

The woman only sobbed harder.

"I'm sure you know your husband well," you stated, twirling a piece of your h/c hair. "Actually, he's right over there, but I don't think he's really in much of a position to talk right now..."

His body lay in the corner of the room.

"He was just so annoying!" You started, shaking your head. "But anyways, I'm sure you know what kind of company he led, right? If not, I can start asking your son~ I'm sure he'd respond!" Your hand raised again as if a threat of the sharp bladed scythe.

More fear stricken, the woman nodded, somehow able to evaluate the situation and go along with it. "H-he..." She couldn't choke the words out, and sticking a sob her gaze led to the older boy curled just around the corner, wide eyed. "He k-kept all his secrets in h-his... h-his office."

"Oh really? That makes things a ton easier!"

Jumping up to your feet, you reached for your phone, pulling it out of your pocket and pressing it to your ear. It didn't take long for the other person on the other line to respond, and your smile grew.

"Dori! I got the info, mind checking the office for me~?"

A deep voice on the other end of the line agreed, and you shoved the phone in your pocket, eyes wide when you turned back to the woman. In her shoulder, a hole was dug, one on her stomach, her thigh... well, you wouldn't need to finish her off, the injuries would do that with ease. "You better not be lying to me," you stated, pursing your lips as you stared at the woman. "I don't want to have to hurt your son."

She didn't respond.

Eventually your phone pinged, and glancing at the message on it, you clapped your hands in glee. "Alright! So you didn't lie to me!" You stared at her bloodied state, unable to process that it was a corpse laying there, and not the lady from earlier.

Turning around to the boy who lay shivering, you carefully walked towards him, kneeling down and holding your hand up. "However... I've never left without giving my victims a few scars~" the scythe appeared in your hand after, your grasp tight on it as you brought it down.