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You walk into a large building, your office. The moment the door swung open, Dazai was there to greet you, as always. Kunikida was stressing about his ideals, Atsushi wasn’t there yet, and Yosano was somewhere outside. Always the same everyday. I hope it never changes.
“Good Morning (Name)!” Dazai says with his signature smile. He barrages you by jumping on you into a hug. “We’ve got a lot on our plate today! Buncha more cases popped up!” Dazai leaned towards you and whispered with his always silly expression. “Kunikida’s been all over the place bossing everyone about.”
Kunikida turns around, fuming as he pulls Dazai by his ear and scolds him for a good 20 minutes. Dazai just smiles and gives a thumbs up, unsurprisingly not taking him seriously. You laugh and point at Kunikida, who was pissed as tears fell out of your eyes. He starts dragging both of you, whacking your heads with his notebook. You and Dazai get out of his grip and start cheerfully running around the office.
Yosano eventually comes back and watches the chaos unfold. Books on the floor, one broken window, and bruises on you and Dazai’s face, and both of you were caught and scolded by Kunikida. “Sorry” Dazai mumbles, hoping to be safe from him. Kunikida sighs and replies. “You guys need to get your act together. You say you are adults, yet you act like little pretzel children in ad’s! Get to work and stop playing!” Both of you nod, looking at the floor like little kids in trouble with their parents.
You are eventually let go, and Dazai and you start to play tag around the agency again, setting a few tables and trash bins on fire, (idk how??) leaving Kunikida with his mouth open, looking done with you guys, and Yosano, laughing her head off and rolling on the floor with tears covering her face. After a while, Atsushi and the others arrived, forcing you two to get back to work. If there were 2 people who caused the most chaos, it’d be you and Dazai.
You returned to your desk, spinning in your chair while you racked your brain for clues and theories on your case. The doors slammed open, and a proud looking Ranpo entered the room. “Morning!” He greeted, before popping a bunch of candy in his mouth. He sat down next to you, inspecting the case files. “Look (Name)! I didn’t oversleep today! You turned your head to him, a deadpan expression on your face. “Wow, Ranpo doing the absolute bare minimum? What a surprise.” You roll your eyes and reply sarcastically.
He was super annoying, always late, and always asks people to buy him stuff! You were spending all your self control to try to not punch his guts. Ranpo gasped in reply and looked at you, his eyes shut like always, and with a frown. “You’re always so rude! I’m the only one who actually gets work done, unlike you slowpokes.” He spins his chair closer to your desk and flips through the case files.
“Boring, boring, and boring! This is all too easy! Is it that hard for you to figure out, “genius”?”
”Easy for you to say. You know what?! Just go back to your desk!” You shoo Ranpo away and throw a stack of papers into his hands. He scoffs in reply, but you spin your chair away and go back to work.
He sits down on his desk, pouting and hands crossed like a child having a tantrum. I suppose he really is just one grown up kid. You chuckle to yourself a bit, letting the time pass and the day blur into the same one as always.
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