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Kyoka already knew it was going to be an interesting day when Dazai attempted to jump off his desk into the tiny trash can in the corner. I mean, sure, it happens a lot, but at 7:00 AM?
Now she might've been here for maybe 10 months, but she knew that he could've waited for all of his shenanigans until 1:00 PM.
The worst part about the incident is that instead of landing in the tiny trash can, he landed on Kunikida’s desk, and all his carefully stacked papers went flying all around the agency. To say the least, Kunikida was Pissed.
All Kyouka heard that morning was yelling, the microwave beeping from Yosano’s coffee, Ranpo discussing with Atsushi on how he solved a case in 65 seconds instead of 60 seconds, and how he was devastated by the loss, and Kenji watering his 5 plants that he has names for.
“ How long does the morning have to be?!” She thought. Honestly, if Kyouka were given the option to work at the cafe right now or at the ADA, she would choose the cafe. Less noise, no field work, and best of all.. No paperwork!
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After that whole debacle, she went over to her desk and looked at the paper that was left right in the middle. She read the first few letters.. “ Undercover case.. Long-term.. Musutafu.. Wait a second.. Musutafu?! “
Kyouka genuinely thought she was hallucinating, so she reread the paragraph a couple of times before looking back up in.. I don’t even know at this point, confusion, a bit of sadness since it was long-term, and maybe anxiety, but mostly just confusion.
Just for safe measures, she asked Kunikida because, according to Dazai, he’s “ The master of case files. “When she asked about it, he could give him the case file. He looked at her straight in the face and said,
“ No, Kyouka, I can reassure you that you're not hallucinating, that is indeed your long-term case. Listen, Kenji is accompanying you, so really it's not all that bad..
Needless to say, she wanted Kenji to come with her because even though she's never seen a hero up close or even experienced being in their world, she knows it is filled with judgmental and fame-hungry people.
The only thing Kyouka had experienced that was close to MUsutafu was when a big, bulky hero was running in Yokohama and just bumped into her at full force while looking at her with.. Pity?
Honestly, after that encounter, she was skeptical about the whole “ Heroes and villains “ thing. I mean, everyone in the dark is just judged, but in the light they are praised.. Is there no in between?
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“Kyouka, I'm almost done packing. I just need to prepare the watering cans, lilies, daffodils, and sunflowers! “ Kenji said with a sort of upbeat tone?
You see, they were in the middle of packing for the case, and Kyouka did something very... very wrong. She trusted Kenji to do his packing by himself. She started
When Kyouka went to check in on Kenji, her sentence stopped short as if she choked on her spit with the people she saw him with.. Packing plants and seeds into his baggage?
“ Kenji, you know that we are supposed to pack things like clothing, chargers, burner devices, and stuff.. Not plants.” Kyouka said with an irritated tone.
Kenji looked at her with the most innocent smile she’s ever seen, and honestly, it almost made her feel guilty for sounding so irritated. Usually, she would say Fix it yourself but it's Kenji, so she just helped him pack the correct things.
While Kenji was taking out the plants and seeds from his baggage, Kyouka took one good look at his closet, and she knew as soon as they got to Musutafu, she'd find the closest clothing store.
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A few hours later, it was finally time for her and Kenji to make their departure from the agency. Honestly, she didn’t want to go on this case in the first place, but she has to be Optimistic for Kenji. If it wasn’t Kenji, she would be handing this off to Atsushi and eating tofu in bed
“ Kyouka, make sure you don’t forget to hand in a weekly report as you progress, alright?! “ Kunkida said with a stern tone.
‘ Okay! “ Kyouka said. Thankfully, before Kunikida could start ranting, Kenji interrupted him, kind of as a signal that they had to go. They all said our goodbyes, and we were off.
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As they were on the train, there was this guy just attentively staring at her like she had committed 134 counts of aggravated murder. Did she sit next to him wrong or something? She decided to just stand instead of sitting, but he kept staring.
“ Kyouka, are you okay?” Kenji whispered to her in a soft voice.
“ Yes, it's just that guy keeps on staring at me.. “ Kyouka said in a hushed but quiet voice.
As they were getting off, the man was following the duo to the alleyway… Then, in what seemed to be a flash of the eye, a scarf was around her body, and she heard a yell,
“ Ma’am, you're under arrest for carrying illegal substances into Musutafu. You have the right to remain- “ He was quickly interrupted by Kenji, who stepped next to him, trying to maybe ease the tension and possibly help her in this situation.
“ Sir, maybe you have the wrong girl? We are 14 and don’t do.. Illegal substances! “ Kenji said with a reassuring tone, hopefully trying to soothe the man into believing the truth of these innocent 14-year-olds not doing drugs.
After about 10 minutes? He finally believed them and let her go. Honestly, she was struggling to breathe, but she made it out alive. Kyouka was upset, and Kenji was sunshine, rainbows.. But a little disappointed because he's never even heard of heroes until today.
And besides she probably didn’t need kenji she would just use a kaiken to claw her way out and knock him out on the way to the apartment have a conversation about misunderstandung and make our ways
“ I deeply apologize for my behavior. I shouldn’t have judged you by your cover. I'm the hero Eraserhead, so I'll take accountability if it's needed.” Eraserhead said with a monotone voice. “ Do you need a ride home?”
“ It's.. Alright, I suppose. “ Kyouka said while getting help from Kenji to pick up all her belongings. Even if he had almost deprived her of oxygen.. She gotta admit that the scarf is a very good weapon and a fashionable scarf..