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Name: Kitsuki Amane
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Personal Motto: "If it has nothing to do with me, It has Nothing to do with me."
Attire: Wearing a black jean, A white cotton turtleneck with a black coat over his shoulders.
Organization: (?)
"Finally. Enjoy it while you can."
"......"
*Bump* "OI! Look where you're going!" Quickly he bowed as he was slapped back into reality. Forgetting that he was on the way to his bus and zoned off for a moment before accidentally running into a stranger and dropping his ticket. "I- I..." He quickly kneeled down and grab his's and the male's bag and paper that fell during the impact. "Tch. I'm late now!" The man grunted, scrambling trying to take all his things and quickly left.
Leaving Amane still half dazed from what had happened.
But decided to leave it as it is, and took his bag and the fallen ticket.
As he heard his bus number being called, he ran as quickly as he can. And hurried to board the bus.
Amane took in a deep breath, staking the last seat of the bus at the far back as he gazes out the window. 'Finally...' he watched as the scenery started to change.
I'm out of this town..
As hours passed, Amane was starting to get bored and tired from the long trip. And so decided to take a nap.
"HANDS UP! THIS IS A ROBBERY!"
His eyes snapped open as he glanced around, Noticing that the bus is in an interchange, but there were oddly fewer people, and there was a huge signboard to the side of the building facing him. [ YOKOHAMA INTERCHANGE ] was written. "...eh...?" he uttered, since when and why is he in Yokohama?? Wasn't the bus suppose to be bringing him to another town???
Making sure that he was not wrong, he took the ticket from his bag. To see the word 'Yokohama' printed as the destination instead then the town he had originally planned to travel to. Causing him to go into shock for the next 30 seconds pure in disbelieve. All the cautious planning is laid to waste. "QUIT MOVING PRETTY BOY!" He heard a shout than a sound much like a gun being loaded.
Looking up, Amane saw four male wearing masks and armed with weapons.
And so he assumed that there are people holding the entire bus interchange as a hostage situation. ".........." He just blinked as he stared off into the far distance. '...How...why...this...........happening....?' he could feel his forehead sweating bullets as the gun was pointed straight at him.
And so he slowly raised his hands. The robber spotted his rings and watch, "Ya rich." The robber spoke in a mocking tone, but the smile on his face is creepy. Amane was wearing a white shirt and long jeans with boots, as well as a long thin coat that drapes down his shoulders till slightly his waist. Perhaps the title 'Rich Kid' does apply to him. "Empty your bag Brat." It was an order, but Amane was still shocked to move. 'I look rich? Don't be fooled! I don't get to eat rice every day you know!' his internal rage was on, but the gun was stopping him from acting like a fool.
Not only that, because Amane thought that he was going on vacation. He only brought two sets of clothes with him. Maybe it is best to just go with the flow. "Erm..." Amane slowly stood up, momentarily causing the gunman to take a step back, looking up. Seems like Amane is slightly taller than himself. And moved his bag in front of him. "I... don't have much bu-" As he was about to open his bag.
"Here we gooo~" the bus door was ripped out from the exterior.
"......EEHHHHHHHHHH?!?" the robbers screamed.
"Didn't I told you to be subtle?!" there was a yell, "While we can't go back down Kunikida-KUNNNnnn"
From the moment he heard that one particular name being shouted in such an idiotic tone. Amane froze completely, his face kept the smile on the robber holding the gun, while his eyes glance over to the door. Watching as Three People walk into the bus, not fazed by the weapons at all. "They're the last four!" a white-haired boy with a small black strain entered and moved in the front of the trio glared, As the guns were all turned to aim at them, "Fire! HURRY!"
And all Amane heard was repeating gunshots, but saw that the bullets were all going through the four. "Hurry! Over here!" there was a male waving at the hostages along with Amane from the outside through the window. A male with dark red pin-up hair and a red jacket tied around his waist. There was something like snow around him, covering the people one by one.
Wasting no time, and in pure panic. The people and driver started running out one by one, avoiding touching the gunmen while they are distracted by the three.
But before Amane could move for his turn. One of the gunmen grabbed him and threw him in front of him. "Don't move any closer!" the gunman threatened. "Or I'll shoot him!" All Amane wanted to do was to just cry and die right now if he could. Of all the things that could happen, accidentally traveling to Yokohama was enough. But being taking hostage upon entering was just on a level too high. Not to forget, in front of him is the members of the in/famous Armed Detective Agency.
Amane cursed God for such a fate. Still holding onto his half-open bag as he just allowed himself to go with the flow of the situation yet again. For he knew that if he were to do anything, it'll only make things worse and out of control.
"..you just gonna watch???" a voice whispers in his head as a blue spirit in a form of fishes started to swim around Amane. Seemly its presence is invisible to everyone besides him. "How boring." That one line managed to tick Amane off. So It is 'God' that threw this situation at him. "You Bastard." He uttered in pure anger, forgetting that he is in a hostage situation for a moment before dropping his bag and turn around with full force to hit one of the bigger fishes floating behind him.
To punch the gunman right in the face.
"If you want me in a Hostage Situation. Try to find a better one than this." Amane sneered in a low tone as his fist was covered in blood from the gun men's broken nose. The sudden change of situation made the rest of the people to turn their attention at him, and for that one second.
Kunikida managed to leap into action with a boy with a straw hat, disarming and knocking the rest of the gunman down.
"That went down easier then I thought.." The one with hairpins breath out. "Are you alright?!" the white-haired one immediately went up to Amane with a worried look.
".. Erm.. Hm...." Amane flinched, taking a step back as the first thing he noticed were the height difference. He was slightly taller than this male, adding that he has help from the insole In his boots. This male looked to be around the same age as him. "Fine. Thank you" Amane huffed, noticing that the fishes were gone from his sight. He sighed trying to calm his anger as he went out the bus quickly, trying to get his distance away as he found a map of the bus station.
"Dammit... I really am in Yokohama.." he uttered, the denial isn't helping at all. He should find his way out of Yokohama as soon as he can. After all, he has been avoiding this place since he was born. "Excuse me.." A timid voice came up behind him, causing him to turn around with caution to see the same white-haired male again.
The male was holding onto his bag with both of his two hands, looking quite scared for some reason.
"AH-! Sorry! Erm- You're bag-" He shuttered in pure panic, not even hiding his cowardly side. It somehow made him chuckle at that, Does he really look that intimidating? "Thank you.. erm..." His expression softens, making sure to sound gentle as he took his bag back from the male. "Nakajima Atsushi!" Atsushi spoke.
Oh... OH- Amane froze yet again. Dammit I forgot, I shouldn't talk with you Amane wanted to punch himself in the face now. "Thank you Atsus- ... Nakajima-San" "No wor-" Amane gave a small bow before leaving in a hurry. He'll be damn if anything happens from this encounter. Hopefully, nothing will occur.
But it was too bad, for someone had already made plans.
... He smells.. familiar... Atsushi thought, watching as the male stranger walks away into the far distance. "What are you thinkinggg~?" Dazai popped up from behind him, with an odd smile on his face. Atsushi sees a version of hell coming for him. "W-WHAT Are you doing Dazai-San!?" He yelled at the tall male, thinking back about his thoughts.
Atsushi felt himself blushing.
"Hooo~ Falling for a stranger?... It can't be... Love at first sight?!!?" "Dazai-san. PLEASE NO." Atsushi wanted to just shove his head into the floor in embarrassment. "It's not that!" He tried to convince the male "I was just passing him back his bag!" But Dazai wanted to tease more. "Reallllyyyyy?" but decided to just let it go. Though...
Dazai eyed the fading shadow of the stranger. "....."
I could have sworn I saw fishes...
Perhaps this is the start of an interesting case.
The moment Amane stepped out of the interchange and onto the streets,
He was greeted by the sight of a buzzing city. There were so many people here compared to where he had once lived, the thought about it was quite overwhelming.
...I don't have much money now to get a new ticket back to my hometown or my original destination... He sighed, walking down blindly as he followed a random route and down an alley. Soon he came across a small shop with a small notice placed by the door. [Help Wanted!] it merely said.
What a luck, just when he needed some cash.
Without a second thought, he went in and noticed it was a bar.
An oddly familiar one to add on.
"Erm Excuse me" he muttered as the old bartender, who seemed to be the Owner looked up to him, "There was a sign by the door, Are you still looking for a worker?" Amane asked, approaching the male who just smiled back at him. "Welcome young lad, Yes. We are" The bartender turned around and grab an application form, "Here, take a sit and fill this up If you're interested"
Amane followed along, ...isn't this... too.... easy..?
He looked around him, eyeing left and right, hopeing that a certain fish isn't around him. But saw none.. Maybe this is by chance. And as Amane glanced down at the form.
[Application for Full-Time Job at Bar Lupin]
...Wait.. a minute..
"........" Once again, Amane felt the need to cut up a fish and make sushi. Maybe he should rethink this. Isn't this place that famous bar?? And so he held up the form and look up to the bartender, planning to return it. But he was greeted with a stern look on the old man's face as if daring him to think twice. ...I don't have a choice now, don't I..
And as he sighed the form.
The Owner smiled at him, "Thank you, The shop is in need of help so I'm glad you came" He spoke "My name is Theodore, but you can just call me Owner. When can you start working?" Theodore asked while Amane glanced over to his bag. I don't have a place to stay yet, and I should plan as soon as I can.. Money is an issue too...
"I can start as soon as Now if you like"