Don't You Remember? (BSD X Reader)

NO.10

You know, I like being a detective.

But the jobs are tiring as fuck.

Why do I have to travel so much to get one case done?

Can't all of the jobs be in Yokohama?

I'm too lazy to go around all of Japan.

Like, who even wants to?

Well, someone has to take this part of the job.

And it just had to be me.

It's already so late and the train is just moving so slowly.

I just wanna get to our apartment and sleep.

Is that too much to ask?

The train finally stops and I stand up from my seat, walking out of the train.

Spending hours driving in this vehicle is annoying.

I stretch my hands as I walk back on the ground.

The metro just has to be underground.

Who even invented that?

It's so stupid.

The air is already so chilly.

I'm way too pessimistic today.

I have no idea what is going on with me.

And as if it wasn't bad enough, I have to walk on a street with hundreds of people.

What's with my bad luck today?

This doesn't even end there.

My day is just about to get even worse.

I see Dazai.

That got my mood even more down.

He also noticed me.

I really thought that after he told me how cold I am, he would actually leave me alone.

But no, he's way too stubborn for that.

He has been annoying me at the agency for all those days.

"Y/n-chan! What a coincidence seeing you here!" he says, rushing closer to me.

"A coincidence? Are you sure you didn't want to come and pick me up from the train?" I raise my eyebrow.

"Why would I do that?" he widens his eyes.

"So you did. Then it's no coincidence but your plan," I let out an irritated sigh.

"Fine. I wanted to talk to you. And what better place to do that than at night on a street with people!" he smiles at me.

"That is horrible timing, really," I shake my head.

"Well, anyway, you remember how I told you that you aren't like you used to be?" Dazai starts and I nod.

"This is a coincidence. I just thought about it," I'm intrigued.

Is he finally gonna tell me about my past?

Those little things I remember give me almost no information.

So I have no fucking clue who I was.

Or rather, who I am.

"Interesting. Maybe it is the right time then!" he adds happily.

"Anyway, what do you know about your past? Anything new?" Dazai then makes a more serious expression.

"Honestly? No. I get some pieces of information from time to time but nothing that could help me uncover the mystery.

I just get random facts that I probably knew before my memory loss," I sigh.