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Chapter 1: Encounter
Dazai was taking a walk outside. "What a nice day it is" he whistled a melody from his suicide Playlist.
He then stumbled into his enemy, which he didn't really like. "D-DAZAI?!", a short body with orange hair, gloves on and a black suit, it was Chuuya. "Oh..." he groaned, he was not expecting this encounter, it was rather....unsatisfying.
"Um" Chuuya scratched his head, he hasn't seen Chuuya much lately, the last time they met was 5 months ago.
"Why are you looking at me?" Chuuya started the conversation, Dazai said the same: "Why are you looking at me?" Chuuya groaned, he thought Dazai was mimicking him. Dazai tried to become a bit more nicer so he restarted the conversation. "Hi, Chuuya" He said with a slight smile. Chuuya looked at him, eyes furrowed. "Hello?" He spoke back
"What are you doing here?" He scratched his head. "...Why ask?" This was turning into a weird conversation. "No reason" he replied back, simply.
"I'm going to go" Chuuya said, it was a bit awkward for him. "Wait- nevermind" Dazai sighed, he slid his hands to his pockets and started walking the opposite way of Chuuya.
At the agency
"Welcome back, Dazai-san!" Atsushi greeted him. Dazai smiled at him. "Hey, Atsu" Atsushi frowned. "You have some more work to do, Dazai." A pack of files were already on his desk, of course: It was Kunikida.
"Atsushi-kun" Atsushi sighed. "Dazai, I'm on break right now." He scratched his head. "Kunikida...you planned this on purpose for me to do it, right?" Kunikida nodded, "You need to learn how to work."
Kenji walked in with Ranpo, they had just finished a case that had to do with a gang selling illegal drugs and bombing cars. "Yo!" Ranpo waved. "Ah, welcome back, Ranpo-san, Kenji-kun." Atsushi greeted them then walked out the door. He realized that he had to go somewhere with Kyouka, to get her favorite ice cream and food.
"Is Fukuzawa in his office? I knocked twice but he didn't respond, waited for 10 minutes and I didn't hear a word come out from the office, not even a paper being scraped by a pen or pencil." Too much describing was done, but if he wasn't responding, maybe he was sleeping, or probably wasn't even there.
"You sure?" Yosano asked. Ranpo nodded. "I'll go check on him" Naomi walked to Fukuzawa's office.
"Where is Jun'ichiro?" Yosano asked, softly. None of them responded.
"Fine, I guess it's that way then" She rolled her eyes.
Dazai stood up, now completed his work. He stretched his arms, "Finally done!" He faked. "It's only been 20 minutes, Dazai." Kunikida knew he didn't finish, but he was so done with Dazai and he was kind of tired, so he let him go.
Dazai ended up visiting the Port Mafia. It was such a big coincidence, that Chuuya had to be securing the outside of the building. "Chuuya?"
"Who the hell...?" Chuuya thought. His eyes fluttered open, and then it went wide. "Why are you here?" He asked casually. As always, normal talk. "No reason at all, I just closed my eyes and starting humming and I en-"
"I don't wanna hear your story, just get the hell out"
"You can't make me since I haven't done anything but walk near the building."`He had a point. Chuuya grunted. "If I apologize, will you talk to me normally?" Chuuya's eyes widened, his eyes half confused-half sad.