You, Atsushi, and Dazai were now at a warehouse. Atsushi was on a crate across from where you and Dazai were sitting.
Dazai was reading his book and you were playing with more sculptures you made next to him. You made a whole bunch of dinosaurs and were playing with them like a child.
Atsushi had his head buried in his knees. He looked up and decided to start up a conversation.
"Dazai, sorry to interrupt, but what're you reading?"
"A good book"
"I'm surprised you can read when it's this dark."
"I have excellent night time vision."
You looked at the book he was reading.
'Complete Guide to Suicide'
You looked back at the dinosaurs in your hand and in front of you. You looked back at Dazai and back to your dinosaurs.
'Do kids my age still play like this? I doubt 14 year-old Dazai would still play with dinosaurs.'
You thought about it for a little before pushing your dinosaurs off the crate and decided to train yourself.
You stretched your hands out in front of you and started trying to make snow. You figured if you can make ice, then why not snow? You've never done it before, so this is how you'd train yourself.
You had trouble making the snow, which only angered you. All you could make were the occasional ice cubes. You felt pathetic, dumb.
'If I can't make something as simple as snow, how can I hope to use this ability to help others?'
You were basically bullying yourself into pushing yourself harder.
Dazai noticed that you stopped playing and saw that you were trying to create, well he couldn't even tell. All he saw were a few ice cubes.
"[Y/n], what are you doing?" Dazai asked.
"I'm trying to make snow." You said as if it wasn't already obvious.
"Hm, may I ask why?"
You sighed and decided to take a break.
"Because I'm trying to improve my ability. All I do is use it to make stupid dinosaurs and burn things." You said while making a dinosaur on one hand and a flame of fire the other.
You threw the dinosaur with the other dinosaurs that already started melting and crawled over to Dazai who wrapped an arm around you and continued to read his book.
Atsushi was watching the whole thing.
Atsushi decided to ask the question that's been nagging him ever since you left the tea house, "Hey Dazai, is [Y/n] your daughter?"
Dazai shook his head, 'no'
"Younger sister?"
"We're not biologically related in any way." Dazai stated.
"So then-"
"I suppose one could say, I'm her caretaker is all." Dazai interrupted.
"Dazai, haven't you read that book before?" You turned your attention back to him, "I see you reading it all the time."
"You're right, I've read it before, I know everything that happens in this book." Dazai replied.
"That's funny, then why are you reading it again?" Atsushi asked.
"A good book is always good." Dazai answered.
Atsushi smiled sheepishly at him and turned his head forward.

YOU ARE READING
𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 [bsdxchild!reader]
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