Code: Execute

Code: Free time

Not long after the meeting with the President ended, (Y/n) had been escorted home by Dazai as per usual.  Even though it was only just past noon, she was tired, she was injured, and she just wanted to take a bath before snuggling into bed with Mochi.

They had already made it through the busy streets of Yokohama and into the apartment building when a thought passed through (Y/n)'s mind.

"Dazai?"

"Yes?"

"Did you-- did you happen to feed Mochi while I was gone?"

...

...

"Whom?"

(Y/n) turned to the handsome man as her eyes grew misty and she whispered out,  "My cat, Mochi."

She brought her hands to her mouth to try to stifle a cry that threatened to escape her throat had the man not been joking.

At the sight of her leaking eyes, Dazai quickly exclaimed, "I-I was only joking, (Y/n)!  I know who Mochi is, I promise I checked on him yesterday and this morning!  Please don't cry, he's thriving, I promise!"

(Y/n) felt relief pulse through her at his words.  "My son is not starving?"

Dazai nodded with a bright smile on his face as he said, "Your little boy is fine!"

(Y/n) pulled out her key and unlocked the door to her apartment.  She shuffled in with Dazai close behind her and set her shoulder bag on a small table she had beside the door. 

She and Dazai slipped their shoes off and (Y/n) said, "I'm going to shower, you can stick around if you want but I won't force you to."

Dazai had shuffled into the kitchen and looked into all of her cabinets as she said, "I'll stick around and make sure you're comfortable before I head out.  Do you want anything for lunch?"

(Y/n)'s stomach growled at the prospect of food entering her body as she said, "I haven't eaten since yesterday morning, food sounds great.  You can use whatever you need to cook."

Dazai smiled at the woman before he said, "I won't need anything to cook, I'm going to go grab us some food.  I'll be back in about a half-hour."

(Y/n) rolled her eyes at his words before she said, "Od course, you wouldn't be Dazai if you did anything other than try to kill yourself...  cooking is out of the question."

Dazai smiled and nodded as he said, "Ah, you know me so well!  I'll be back!"

(Y/n) locked the door behind him and then quickly rushed through a shower.  She had no time to let the warm water seep into her body, she just wanted to get clean and go watch TV on the couch until Dazai came back with food.

And that is exactly what she did.

Not even fifteen minutes after Dazai left had she already bundled up on her couch in a baggy short sleeve shirt and a pair of sweatpants.  Her favorite blanket, a gift from the dear old President, was laying over her as she laid on her side and watched the news for the day.

Of course, the sudden appearance of all the people in the middle of the road was all the news was talking about.  Though, their facts were all off...  they were blaming--

"They are blaming the Port Mafia? Those fools..."

Warm breath blew against her ear as a sudden voice whispered into her ear.

On instinct, (Y/n) felt her ability surge up and a glowing red barrier separated her from the intruder in her home.  She had rolled off of the couch and faced the intruder only to find Dazai slowly walking towards her fallen form.