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Episode 17: Welcome to Season Two

"Flowers that bloom within the darkness can only be at ease in the darkness," Kouyou said while the words were displayed on the screen.

"Finally, we are getting into it," Tanizaki said, mixed with enjoyment and uncertainty. It was a confusing feeling, to say the least...

"We are in the future now, baby!" Tachihara punched the air.

"Where's the flying cars," asked Yosano.

"Near Future," Tachihara corrected.

"This is going to be interesting." Kenji shifted in his seat, quite happy with the progress they had made.

"Hopefully without the pain you know, seeing as it's not us anymore," Atsushi chimed in.

"It would be beneficial," Kunikida added with a nod of his head.

Pedals float onto the screen as it shifts to a tea garden where both Kouyou and Mori seem to be meeting.

"Wait, is this episode about Kouyou," Chuuya asked with a slight quirk of a smile, he almost sounded excited.

"Seems like you're about to get jumped little Weretiger," said Hirotsu for Gin with a good amount of sass.

Kyouka could feel a ball of dread form in her gut. Her sister was coming to kill Atsushi and bring her back into the Mafia's grasp. A sickening feeling rested in her stomach.

"There's no proof of that, Gin," Atsushi stated with a slight annoyance, pulling Dazai's coat close, trying to get some semblance of comfort from it.

"Why else show her," asked Akutagawa, continuing the thread from his sibling.

"So, what you two are just going to double team me now," Atsushi groaned.

"Yes," Hirotsu and Akutagawa said at the same time,

"Miss Executive has been pretty clear in her intentions to kill you," said Ranpo.

"Whose side are you guys on?" Ranpo side-eyed the younger, his green eyes staring holes into the purple-gold irises of Atsushi. His bright emerald orbs told him he was always on the agency's side. Atsushi focused back on the screen but those green eyes.

"Falling flower petals are so beautiful," Mori says, looking out at a beautiful pond, the light reflected in its gentle flow.

Atsushi sighed still while playing with the coat. He could feel something in the pocket. He reached for it, feeling a small cardboard box against his fingers. He pulls it out to see a worn matchbox with the word 'Lupin' on it and an old-timey cartoon gentleman on it. He eyes it, it was odd for Dazai of all people to have such a thing in his pocket. It wasn't like him to smoke, not that Atsushi could tell, and he wasn't really that sentimental.

Kouyou cuts a falling flower petal with her katana. "There is no need to let blooms fall before they bloom."

"Where even is this?" Tanizaki questioned in awe.

"It's beautiful," Haruno wants nothing more than to rest and watch the day go by right there.

Tachihara glanced over to Atsushi, still curled up like a cat in his chair, "Yeah, she's def talking about you Bruh," he sighed.

"Poor Atsushi," bemoaned Yosano.

A piano keys in as Atsushi cuts to Dazai, then Kunikida, then to the president.

"This is sick," Tachihara started to bounce in his seat.

"This better be good," Haruno said loud enough so the red-head could hear it.