ophelia

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TW: suicide attempt

I tried not to be that descriptive, but only for you to be prepared and take care, also I will mention when it starts.

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Things are off. I no longer have a doubt about it. It has been two weeks since the whole Gala incident. There were no casualties and the city has already forgotten the fiasco. It's the good thing about living in an almost lawless place, people are quickly to forget and ignore. Everything is momentary in places where time seems to pass faster than in others. 

I almost died, for like the fourth time in my life. Death has a way to attach himself to me, but let me go just when his fingers brush my skin, teasing the end but never taking full responsibility for his advances. Dazai must be jealous. 

Osamu is liked by lady life, always making him survive and get to see another sunrise, pulling him from the water, cutting the ropes from which he hangs, the gift of life is something he is cursed with. While death always keeps me on my toes, reminding me daily that he has claimed me, and sooner or later, he will take me. 

Right after Yosano brought me back to life, Dazai disappeared with the ability user, he just sent a text to the Agency that he would handle it, and another to Chuuya telling him to take my parents and I to dinner and take care of us for the rest of the day. 

And he did, apparently, Dazai had already lied to my parents about Chuuya, he had told them about how I met him in the bar and everything, but he also told them Chuuya and him used to be business partners in a company that exported and imported different goods inside the city and the country, even internationally. Thankfully, my mother gets chatty when she is nervous and ended up telling the story Osamu sold her, giving Chuuya and I the story we needed to follow. 

My parents liked Chuuya. He talked about business with my father. My dad asked him a lot of questions about how he handled clients and such. The redhead answered quite naturally, even telling my dad how he went from handling a small jewel store to becoming an executive inside the company. My mother asked him about his travels around the world, and about how he met me. She also asked him what he thought of Dazai. 

“I don't really like his personality, I think his morose and devious self is annoying, but… I hate to say this, I really do… I have trusted him with my life, and sometimes, when necessary, I still do.” 

That was his response, and the subject was not brought up again. 

My parents went home three days after the incident, we said our goodbyes and Osamu and I drove them to the airport. My dad scolded Dazai for not driving and he promised the next time he saw them he would know how to drive better. It was weird because he always keeps his promises. 

He has been off lately, he has cleaned after himself, not leaving his cups of coffee on the sink for me to wash them, or empty sake bottles on corners looking like a piece of modern art, he also has made dinner for us every night. He started to give me less reports to write for him and he annoyed Kunikida only once in a while. 

Something happened on the day of the Gala. When he disappeared, there was a gap of time in the report he wrote. I had to tell Kunikida that I would curse him if he didnt let me read the full extent of said report so I could find the inconsistencies in it. I asked Dazai about the exact time frame, right after he had Tanizaki use Light Snow for him and the Chief of Police to get out of the room. 

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