There are multiple challenges that lay before Y/n... some more trivial and simple than others.
Years prior, Y/n and her best friend Kunikida joined the Armed Detective Agency for a multitude of reasons at the time. Although her useful yet scary abi...
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[5.1]
Break Out Role
"I don't know if theres anything that'll be enough."
[Yokohama Park: Twelve days Ago]
A few birds chirped in the trees above, their lush canopies swaying which rustled softly. The bench was firm behind them as they stared out at the ocean just along the horizon, hugged by the harbor. Holding a busted up eye patch between her fingers she leaned forward, elbows poised on her knees.
"So you can see out of peoples eyes when you control them?" The dulcet voice brought her attention to the right.
"In one at a time, not everyone at once." She explains wrapping the strings along her knuckles.
Dazai's dull brown eyes hardened with curiosity; something brewing in his pleasant yet blank expression. Nodding with a hum he glances down at the eye patch. Ranpo's sweet tainted cologne wafted off her hair as the wind caught it. Dazai smirks subtly at the change in scent.
"How's staying with Ranpo-san?" His mischievous eyes made hers narrow.
"It's great, although that man doesn't know how to grocery shop" She sweat drops with an amused huff. "Besides the chit-chat, what'd you actually bring me out here to talk about?"
Dazai's eyes close with a polite smile, head dropping back as his arms were stretch along the top of the wooden bench. Chest rising and falling with a dramatic sigh.
"You're no fun!" He jokes lightheartedly before pivoting his legs towards her. "Can't a man just take his coworker out for a relaxing afternoon?"
"Nothing about you is relaxing" She counters; chin cradled in her palm. Swirled pupils dragging in his attention subtly.
"Yes, because I'm so exciting" He hums meeting her stare. "Fine. You caught me. I have an interesting request of this ability of yours."
"Which is?"
"I was speaking to someone and theres an idea thats sprung my mind." Dazai spoke more seriously. "It's something I don't believe Ranpo-san would want you to do, but it is for the worst case scenario."
She frowns with interest straightening up; hand dropping to find her knee. Wind brushes past ruffling their hair as the tension hung between them.
"What does it have to do with Fyodor?" The question made him smirk, a glint in his eyes.
"My, my, am I that easy to read for you?" He tuts sighing, "But yes, he's gone missing again. Despite the security measures. And I would like you to be a protector for Ranpo-san specifically."
"I would've done that anyway"
"I know." He tapped the wood. "But theres another thing I'd like you do, if it were to come to such a disastrous situation...I met with Chuuya"
