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Dazai is Underpaid

Summary:

Dazai is a teacher
Yeah that's about it.

Notes:

minor disclaimer; i am NOT trying to dumb down the characters by any means possible, i am fully away this is a horrible way of showing the characters. THIS IS A JOKE I DONT THINK THE CHARACTERS ACT LIKE THIS AT ALL.

absolute mischaracterisations ahead.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Dazai entered the building, another day of dealing with those ratty kids.

He was already running late, though he walked slowly to delay the horrible day to come. His classroom was already loud enough for him to hear from the entrance, did these kids really not know how to control their mouths? Actually... that's probably just it. As he approached closer, he heard some of the conversations going on.

"Oh my! POOKIE! You shouldn't of..."

"Anything for you, my pookie bear."

Did those two really think they were being romantic? I mean... really. They both do suspiciously well on their literature exams, yet they don't have any better nicknames for each other? What the fuck does pookie even mean?

Another conversation.

"HEY! Out of my way-"

"Well MAYBE you should watch where YOU'RE going."

"EXCUSE ME?"

No comment.

Kwuh.

What the FUCK was that sound.

Dazai poked his head around the corner, to see Kenji shovelling in dirt from the window.


"Alright... class. Settle down."

The commotion paused for a second, and they all calmly sat in their seats. A couple of snickers here and there, but nothing much.

Dazai walked up to Kenji and tapped his shoulder.

"Now... what's er- this, exactly?"

"Morning, Mr Dazai! Just my farm."

"... and farming is suppose to be for the outdoors. So get rid of it. Please."

With a nod, Kenji went to shovel the dirt outside now.

Dazai then walked over to his desk, moving his bag off his shoulder, and taking out a small stack of a different assortment of sheets.

"So, today we will be..."

He saw Nikolai passing a note over to Fyodor.

"Ahem... I thought I made it clear that you can't pass notes in class?"

Nikolai stopped in his tracks, and then he giggled.

"OH! Is that so? My bad, sir."

Nikolai and Fyodor were just giggling with each other, but he didn't care. He rolled his eyes and turned to the board. 

"We will be continuing last week's work, get your books out if you haven't already and copy this down."

He started writing some sentences on the board, every now and then he heard some mini conversations, though it wasn't too much of a bother if they shut up in the end.

Notes:

why did i write this omg