Dazai scoffed and turned on his feet towards a worn down house as he said, "Didn't you hear her? She's my lover."
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"SHE WASN'T JOKING!?"Dazai scoffed once again as he attempted to cross his arms, even though one was still in a cast. "We haven't seen each other in three years and you don't think I could have a significant other? That's very rude, Chuuya-chan."
Y/n could see Chuuya getting angry over the camera that was currently showing him. Clearly, the ginger still didn't believe that Dazai could find a significant other... The angry ginger began to yell, "It is 100% unbelievable! There's no way someone can fall in love with you! Hey, mystery lady, is HE blackmailing YOU into this? If he is I'll kill him right here!"
Y/n had to turn down his microphone's volume as his yelling was breaking her eardrums. She sarcastically says, "We're more than just significant others. He's my fiancé. Now, chop-chop! It's time to get the kid."
Osamu could feel his heart skip a beat at her words, and a light flush showed in his cheeks. Luckily, the dark cover of night hid it from Chuuya, or else the ginger would have torn into the detective. Osamu quickly carried on the lie as he said, "Yep, we're getting married in 3 months. Don't expect an invitation, we don't invite people under 4 feet tall to the wedding."
Y/n turned around and glanced over her shoulder to ensure the three were still covering their ears as she said, "Now, gentlemen, head into the house and go to the basement. The satellites are picking up a strange object down there and a small heat source. I'd have to guess grape boy has Q tied up with his vines. Hurry up and get home, Osamu. I'm so lonely~"
He knew she was doing this to get onto Chuuya's nerves, just like they did with Kunikida a lot, but he couldn't help but get excited at how she enunciated her words like a lovesick wife.
He took off into the building after yelling out, "Haaiii~ I'll be so fast you won't even know I was gone!"
Chuuya took off after him into the building, and Y/n motioned for the three behind her to take their hands off their ears.
True to her guess, the boy was tangled in John S' vines, but with one tap from Dazai and the grapevines disappeared. The men set the child on Chuuya's back and they began to leave the small building.
After some bickering from the two up the stairs, a voice broke through the comms.
"Something is moving at a high speed towards the building, evacuate now! I repeat an unknown object is moving at a high speed towards the building, get out of there you two! There is also movement off to the eastern tree line! I think it's the two gifted that we're attempting to take us the other day, Osamu! The grape vines confirm John S. but I wouldn't be suprised if this second object was the pale guy with a bac complexion!"
Dazai heard her words, but he heard them too late. A large tentacle hit him from the side and his form went flying into a nearby tree. Chuuya dodged just in time with a shout, "Dazai!"
He yelled out to his ex-partner as he sent a gravity manipulated punch toward the unknown beast.
Y/n yelled over the comms, "Osamu! Are you alright!?"
Chuuya jogged over to where the man was before he heard, "Nakahara-san, please hold out your hand and fix the camera onto your shirt somewhere. I need to see his condition."
He did as he was told and a small camera appeared in his palm. It was no bigger than the tip of a pencil. Chuuya looked at the device in amazement as he asked, "How did you—"
"I'LL EXPLAIN LATER! PUT THE DAMN CAMERA ON SO I CAN SEE HIM, YOU BASTARD!"
He did as she commanded, afraid that this unknown person would shut the power to his house off and ruin some of his wine. When she could see Dazai, she gasped at the sight. Before she could speak though, the small ginger exclaimed out, "Osamu! Your arm!"

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Fanfiction(Y/n) just wanted to live a peaceful life. Ever since an incident in her past, she herself scarred more than one way. But, with the help of a certain President at the Armed Detective Agency, she was able to get herself back on her feet. When she...