-Dazai x Fem!Reader-
(Trope:Friends to Lovers)
Content may contain mentions of sexual/suggestive actions, violence (including abuse), language, suicide, and concerns around mental health
Ever since the Mafia days,here you were in the Armed Detectiv...
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Second Person POV
"Never thought I would behold my visage.... In a hinterland of such desolation.Thy fervour for a duel is most apparent." Dazai spoke to the dog as you watch him torture the poor thing as you wouldn't blame the dog for barking at him. "Ohh! Don't sound so confident? Because that doesn't work on me! Because I have an ace up my sleeve..." He revealed a unopened bag of dog treats. "Want some? I bet you do." Crouching down as he opened up his hand revealing nothing in it. "That's the difference between our statue's. I win. Think twice before you bark at me next you see me on the street." Heading back to his spot on the bench next to you.
"You aren't very good with dogs aren't you." Pointing out the plain old obvious. "Yeah dogs are more troublesome and harder to deal with than humans just like women. They're the devil in disguise I swear on my life-"Slapping him on the back of the head. "A women unfortunately birthed you and unfortunately for women as well you chase them." Leaving Dazai stunned he couldn't win this one no matter where the conversation went. "Moving on how did the clerks escape go?"He asked, awkwardly laughing at your glare. "According to Kunikida-san they'll arrive on the next train. For the office workers to be targeted, can we really pull through a three way conflict?"The boy asked perking both your interests.
"Let's see, from what I'm seeing the Agency has the least advantage out of the three forces. The Mafia will most likely have the most advantages." Dazai had explained as your though process only got that far though he was the brains so you let him do his part in this. And you're the executor of whatever he thinks up. "Oh no, then is there anyway to turn the tide Dazai-san?"Atsushi asked him as he thought before. "This is how many I could think of."He held up three fingers which you knew he meant three hundred.
"So three hundred, assuming 30 of those are of me going ape shit on the enemy with my abilities full power."As he nodded, with you catching on. "Wait...Three hundred?!"The boy repeated. "Though we are up against a situation in this war that can't be fixed. Even a sure-win strategy can go wrong with one slight chang, that's why having access to intelligence is important. Especially considering one of our opponents we're up against. Mori-san is the living embodiment or logic itself, dominating any fight with his calm and algorithmic mind he has. The clerks will definitely let there guards down after escaping a hit man and he'll exploit that to his advantage."Mori was dangerous, someone who is easily manipulative without realising you can be endanger with one wrong move it's like an intense chess game. Though if you get to know him long enough you'll learn how to read him like a book. It isn't easy though.
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"What's up with you?"Asking Dazai as he suddenly stood right up from his spot on the bench. Doubled down with his arms clenching his stomach really tight. "I've probably had too much now I got a stomach ache. Atsushi- kun my digestive system and I are at its limits the Agency hopes are on you now!" He ran off as you stood up too. "I realised that my katana isn't sharpen I'm going to go find a good rock." Wow great one, nice excuse to make it not seem you and Dazai aren't gonna do anything at all. Not that you would consider it either.