02: "O expectations, stale and dismal airs..."

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An empty warehouse, looking like it could fall apart any moment. Rusting iron pipes crumbled by even the slightest touch. Wooden beams hang dangerously unstable above a certain duo's heads.

"These guys surely found a 'neat' hideout." Chuuya joked sarcastically. A silent chuckle escaped Dazai's lips.

Then an unannounced 'gasp' could be heard. "I have to bend down to dodge the beams but..." He took a deep breath.

"Chibiko doesn't!"

And the tall brunette burst out laughing. "WHY YOU-!" The auburn-haired male screamed. The air thickened a bit filled with their bickering.

A flash.

Then a bang.

The sound of a bullet case clattering on the hard stone ground.

But the bullet never reached its target.

The bullet floating mid air with a red glow around it.
It was like time stopped.

"They sure have guts, trying to shoot me."

A swipe of a hand and the bullet was returned, leaving a shallow hole in the original shooters forehead. A little stream of crimson blood gushing out.

"We could have gotten information out of him, show-of." The tall male mumbled. Ocean blue eyes glared at him. "Be glad i took care of him." Chuuya spoke irritated. "And i did what was necessary."
The short male turned away his head. "Okay, okay..."Dazai waved his hand lazily. He crouched near the corpse, his long black coat waving in a singular motion. "They must have more guards stationed, we should be alert." He stood up and picked at the bandages wraped around his head. "Let's go."

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