Code: Execute

Code: Lunch 1.0

"Why did you make me come with you?"

(Y/n) and Dazai we're currently strolling along the side of a road while Dazai held her by her wrist and dragged her with him.

"1.) Atsushi is in good hands cleaning at the Agency.
2.) Cleaning isn't fun, so we should avoid it at all costs.
3.) We haven't gone out to eat yet, and I already told you I was going to take you to lunch."

(Y/n) stopped and pulled her wrist from his hand before crossing her arms over her chest and saying, "Why are you so adamant to take me out? I know the type of guy you are. You're always thinking about everything and everyone around you. You have to know everything about everyone, and somehow I've piqued your interests, havne't I?"

Dazai threw his hands up in surrender before saying, "Whoa! I'm just a lowly dog trying to take a lovely woman out for a meal! Nothing more, nothing less."

She raised an eyebrow at the man as they had a somewhat silent stare down. Unlike her staring contests with Yukichi, this one was simply the pair deciding who would get their way. Would she go along with his little plan and do as he wished, or would she turn around and go with Atsushi to the investigation with Ranpo?

She stared into the man's eyes to decide whether or not he just thought she was a pretty woman to take out to lunch, or if he had a hidden agenda.  After a few moments of thinking, she'd sighed in defeat and said, "So, where are we eating?"

"There's a bar not far from here, the Bar Lupin. They have the best whiskey in Yokohama!"

"Dazai, it's 2PM, you should not be drinking right now..."

Dazai took her hand in his own once again, but instead of simply leading her by the wrist, he wrapped his arm around her own. If they didn't look like a couple before, they certainly did now. Her face flushed, but she refused to warrant any other reaction from the mischievous man's actions.   She had a feeling he was trying to get some sort of reaction from her today...  She just knew he wanted something, but what?

She began silently walking beside the taller man before turning slightly to examine the man who was holding her arm captive.  He probably linked arms to keep her from slipping out of his hand so easily...  Either way, this man was once an Executive in the Port Mafia, and [Y/n] was a little wary of his intentions for their excursion.

[Y/n] found herself looking at his profile from the corner of her eyes as they walked in comfortable silence.  He had a chiseled jaw, his signature brown-wavy-unruly hair with bangs that framed his face nicely, and his narrow brown eyes were focused on her own as they walked beside each other.

Wait... oh no! He was watching her watching him!

"Do you see something you like, or are you just trying to see if I have a hidden motive still?"

Her face flushed before she faces ahead of them once more and mumbled to herself, "A little bit of both... you cunt..."

Though she didn't know he'd heard her, Dazai felt a pang of happiness at her words.  Someone as interestingly complex as she had thought him handsome.  But then again, she also called him a cunt, and a lot of women thought he was easy on the eyes.  But why did her thoughts of him bring a small smirk to his lips over all the other swoons he'd received?

He smirked before looking down at the blushing woman and saying, "Do you mind if I ask you a question?"

She raised an eyebrow to the man and said, "I guess, but I'll choose whether or not to answer it, and I can a question in return."

He simply nodded before turning right at a corner and leading them down a different road.

"I like this game!  I guess the first question I'd like to ask is how did you become so close to the President?  He's not an easy man to become friends with, let alone a family member."