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It was an normal day in the Port Mafia...well, as normal as it can get. Osamu Dazai was sitting at his corner in Mori's office, mixing God knows what trying to make the substance that will finally kill him. He was so focused he didn't even notice that Chuuya Nakahara had walked in and was standing right in front of him.
"Where is Sir Boss?" He asks Dazai, brushing his ginger hair out his face.
"Somewhere." Dazai answers not even looking up. He had no interest of for his dog (Chuuya) at the moment.
"The fuck you mean somewhere?!" Chuuya yells. God, he hated when that suicidal maniac was secretive.
"Why do you care?" Dazai sighs finally looking at the ginger-haired boy.
"Because, Big Sis said that he had something for me!" Chuuya sighs.
"I have something for both of you." Mori says appearing from nowhere.
"Oh, and what is that?" Dazai frowns, knowing Mori it's probably something stupid.
"A mission." Mori says walking to his desk, his jacket softly sweeping the floor.
Both Chuuya and Dazai don't say a thing.
Chuuya was internally screaming why, while Dazai was thinking. It made sense to Dazai why Mori would do such a thing, he loved to see Dazai suffer.
Mori passes both of them a file and they start to read it.
"Musutafu? Never heard of it." Dazai says scanning the paper quickly. Too quickly.
"They call their abilities...quirks? Why?" Chuuya says also reading through it.
"That doesn't matter, the reason you'll be going to this unknown place is because of its hierarchy" Mori says with his grin getting wider by the second.
Dazai frowns, he doesn't like that. "Okay, and this school?"
"It's the number one school for heroes." Mori replies.
Dazai eyes widen slightly before going back to normal.
"Heroes? What there are like, villains too?" Chuuya asks confused.
Mori nods. "Correct, Chuuya-kun. Both of you will have to take the exam to get in."
They both look at each other.
"How will chibi pass, he's as dumb as a rock." Dazai sighs.
"Hey! I'm not dumb, Jackass!" Chuuya retaliates.
Dazai shrugs. "Yeah, sure."
Mori laughs and says "There will be a written exam and physical exam, so both of you will be fine."
They nod.
"So, how many months do we have?" Chuuya asks Mori.
"Ten." He grins, "Your flight is in 12 hours."
They both look at him and nod.
"I'll start getting ready." Chuuya bows at Mori, rolls his eyes at Dazai and walks out.
Dazai continues to make weird combos.
Mori looks at him, "You're not going to get ready?"
Dazai shakes his head, "Nah, I know where I'm going to be staying, and I don't need anything there."
Mori nods with his weird yet amusing grin. "I'm glad you already know."
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12 hours later, both Chuuya and Dazai find themselves sitting next to each other on the plane. Damn, did Mori really have to do that?
"Hey, Chibi. Guess what." Dazai says looking outside the window.
"What." Chuuya replies with a frown on his face.
"You're still short!" Dazai laughs.
Chuuya face quickly becomes annoyed, "Shut up!"
Dazai stops talking, he stares into...the sky. He wonders how it'd feel to die in a plane. That would be nice. He'd love to do it, but he had a mission for Mori. Maybe after Mori would let him kill himself.
Nah, he'd never.