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"Osamu, what is this?" Fyodor asked, already knowing what would be the response from the detective.
"It's a child!" Dazai exclaimed, "I was able to get Kyu-sa-ku-chan out of Mori-san's custody through some persuasion and a few other factors! We have a child now!"
"Yes, yes we do. Although this child would ruin both our schedules," Fyodor sighed, "We barely know how to take care of child and you have your own work at your little agency. Nikolai and Sigma barely come by either way so they can't..babysit. My dear солнце, how do you intend to deal with this predicament?"
"Oh, come on," the other chuckled, "Kyusaku is mostly obedient so you could take care of him with no strength required!" Said child looked annoyed at Dazai, knowing it was very much a lie since he literally is defiant in multiple ways.
"Of course, of course. It is as though we are both capable of feeling and will be able to care for him as if we are normal," Dazai's eyes darkened whilst Kyusaku looked down, somewhat annoyed and anxious, "Osamu, we are perceived as demons and despite this child being perceived as one as well, us demons cannot feel."
"I know already, but can't we try?" Dazai persisted, "Please, Fedya?" Fyodor furrowed his eyebrows, feeling as though she cannot resist despite it being easy. His солнце does not beg and plead. 'He must be serious', that is the conclusion the raven-haired demon has reached. One that he refused to accept. Fyodor reluctantly nods, causing Dazai to jump in joy and Kyusaku to look up with a slight hint of light in them, a bit shocked. She must have doomed himself right there and then.
And so, Dazai and Fyodor had taken Kyusaku into custody together. When Dazai appeared with Kyusaku (who Fyodor now calls his луна), the three of them had been in Dazai's dorm which had been provided by the agency more than two whole years ago. Now, the three started to live in a mansion Fyodor bought with the money she gained throughout his organization's existence.
"Wow! It's so big," Kyusaku said in awe, they had never seen something like this before. Not ever! The Port Mafia cells were a speck of dust compared to the mansion.
"Yeah, it is quite big.. Fedya, why is it so big when it's just the three of us?" Dazai inquired.
"I had all the rooms planned out before moving in. Edogawa has taken a 'liking' to me so I thought to prepare a room for him and some confectionaries," Fyodor explained, "Nikolai and Sigma will have their own rooms here as well as Ivan, who decided to follow me. A few other rooms are for more unimportant factors, such as my cello, a piano and a few others."
"Other people will come, Mr Fyodor?" Kyusaku asked, receiving a nod as a reply.
"Ivan has bandages around his head, you can trust that he'll do whatever you ask for, луна," Fyodor said, crouching down to caress his son's cheek, with Dazai touching him to nullify Crime and Punishment, of course.
"Hm..Well alright! That's all I can stay here for since I have to get to the agency," Dazai announced, "I have a game with Ranpo-san and would not dare to miss it."
"Do have your fun, Osamu," Fyodor said. Dazai had went inside the mansion to get Ivan to be his chauffeur, waving goodbye before he left with his new butler, "Now, shall we head inside?"
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The agency was the usual: Kunikida yelling at Dazai, Ranpo eating his snacks, Kenji being carefree, Atsushi and Tanizaki (when Naomi isn't involved) being the sanest members there, Yosano sorting medical equipment and the President was in his office. If you ask me, this is the perfect example of a crazy organization!
Ranpo set down his half bitten donut, dusting his hands and then approaching Dazai, — who had just been freed from Kunikida's cries of frustration that had been set upon him — the taller looking up at his senior as a response.
"Dazai, want to talk?" Ranpo asked, grinning. Dazai instantly agreed and the two big brains of the agency went to the conference room whilst majority of the members were staring at them as they went.
"What is it that you need, Ranpo-san?" Dazai smiled.
"A little birdie, — which is my brain — told me that I should ask about Q since I heard of his release!" Ranpo answered, "What are you doing with little terrorist boy Fyo?"
"Ah, nothing much. Both of us took Kyusaku into our custody. You should come over some time! Fedya prepared a room for you and your snacks!" Dazai exclaimed. Ranpo look pleased and not all too surprised, he did anticipate such an answer.
"Oh how thoughtful is Dostoevsky! Tell him I said thanks. I'll come by tomorrow if you have someone to chaffuer me! A great detective does not walk," Ranpo accepted, "Oh, are you sending them to school though? You know, let him have a little freedom?"
"Of course, of course," Dazai chuckled, "We'll discuss it later but I should get back to work, Kunikida-kun would have a heart attack if I spend any more time slacking off!" Ranpo watched as his kouhai left the room. Oh how he is drooling at the thought of his own snacks!
As soon as lunch hours came by, there'd be more to concern about.
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Dazai was thinking as he had the call on speaker (which is a careless mistake but barely anyone was at the agency due to it being lunch hours. Exceptions being Ranpo to make sure no one overheard and Kunikida, who is immersed in sorting out documents due to Dazai dropping them).
Fyodor had been intently watching his rival from her cameras — which he placed around the agency, he was watching from the conference room's camera — for some time now.
"Are you sure we should?" Fyodor asked, knowing Dazai's thoughts.
"Maybe, it is a large risk though," Dazai hummed into the phone, "If the school we pick, no..If anyone finds out, Kyusaku could be arrested and even worse, both of us too. Mersault would most likely be the place we'd go."
"Hm, that is true," Fyodor agreed, "Tutoring at home would be much easier, would it not?" Dazai nodded in agreement, knowing the other could see him.
"What's this about school?" a voice suddenly said. Fyodor turned to the person who said it and saw Kyusaku holding his doll.
"Ah, my луна," Fyodor said, Dazai was hearing them through his phone quietly, "Your..Father and I were just thinking if we should send you to school."
"School?" Kyusaku pondered as he walked closer, not knowing much about the full meaning of the word but they had heard it a few times back in the mafia. He only knew that it was a place where many children went to be successful or something.
"Yes. I assume you do not know the full concept of school so I shall explain," Fyodor began, "School is a place where children, such as yourself, learn about topics. Whether it be language, maths, science or the arts."
"Have you gone to school, Mr Fyodor?" Kyusaku asked. Fyodor herself was surprised with such a question, when had someone ever ask him about his past? Dazai did not pry and she did not either, no one dared to speak anything unnecessary in front of him and others did not care for him to ask at all.
"Ah, I have gone to school for a few years," Fyodor said, hearing the tune of Dazai's humming from the other side of the call who was still listening, "I was expelled when my parents could no longer pay for my school fees. I have consequently learned from books throughout my life."
(Why couldn't his parents pay for her education anymore? It was all because he killed his father in self defense. His mother had already died with his birth along with the doctor who pulled him out. She was already a demon starting birth and he ruined himself with his mental problems and beliefs.)
"Oh," Kyusaku said in the oh-so innocent voice of theirs, walking closer to the phone that was connected to Dazai's, "Can I go to school?"
"Oh?" Dazai finally spoke with a smile, "Are you sure, Kyu? If you're sure then you know what to do, right?"
"Yes, I won't let my past be exposed, blah blah blah," they sighed, "I won't control anyone either. You can count on that."
"So if that is the case," Fyodor opened his laptop, "We could start searching for schools."
"Yay! Let's spend all of Fedya's money! Ah, Kunikida-kun! What are you doing here? Oh? My paperwork? Break's over? Huh??? Ahah, I'm on a very important call, don't you know?!! Oh it seems like I have to hang up~ Good luck paaayyyyingggggggggg~" Dazai chimed. Although Kunikida's assault on him felt fake, yelling could be heard from the other side of the phone which went along with Dazai's screaming.
"What a nuisance," Fyodor sighed, "I suppose we should find a school to your liking, dear." Kyusaku smiled widely at those words. Being away from the mafia has been great but with school? It seems like his life is going to be more and more fun now.
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"Right, so I have a question to ask," the black haired man announced, "Who even is the mother in this situation?" The question had thrown Fyodor and Dazai off, — who were in the car with the detective alongside Kyusaku, who was sleeping — they had never fully thought about it.
"Kyusaku hasn't warmed up to us being their parents and has showed himself being annoyed or straight up anxious. It was expected nonetheless," Dazai sighed, "He might not ever see us as parents but we are whether he likes it or not. What brought up such a question though, Ranpo-san?"
"Well, I just wanted to know," Ranpo admitted, drinking out of a soda bottle which Fyodor and Dazai did not know the brand of, "Since Dazai here straight up hates being referred to as female and Fyodor prefers being referred to as either male or female. I also just wanted to mock whoever's the mom!"
"How charming of you, Edogawa," Fyodor chuckled, "If we had to choose though, it would most likely be me."
"Yep, I'd agree!" The brunette beside him chimed. Ranpo continued to drink his soda before plopping a few pieces of chocolate into his mouth. The four were almost at the mansion.
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Ranpo looked at the mansion and what his face showed was what a man who had heard that his friend spent twenty million would have. Although Poe, who paid for his snacks a lot, was rich and could flush such a sum down the drain..He can't comprehend why people would spend so much money in the first place? Want to throw your money away for such useless things? Throw it away for all the detective cares!
Does he judge Fyodor since he knows that she literally bought this mansion? Yes. Does he judge Dazai for looking at it like it's some kind of heaven and yet also looks at it like it's a speck of dust? Yes. Does he care for the two people who were beside him? Yes but also he finds them damn stupid, annoying or fun.
"You're all too rich for your own good..Oh well! Snacks for me!!" Ranpo exclaimed, rushing inside the mansion to start observing and trying to find the two rooms Fyodor kindly prepared for him! Dazai and Fyodor slowly walked in behind the childish detective. The brunette held the peaceful child with one of his arms whilst Fyodor held the other.
Perhaps demons really could act like normal human beings. Despite all the problems the three had in their lives, whether it had been trauma, abuse or neglect.. Maybe even all those three, more of their lives could and would be written in a book where they'd find peace throughout a rocky road.