All the more reason to help with me, no? I'm part of the Armed Detective Agency too.
[Strange, to be on the same side as Akutagawa again. Although there's less of a hierarchy this time, considering that the Armed Detective Agency never operated in such an organized manner.]
He's also from your world, I believe. The Atsushi-kun I know is my subordinate too, but I have never seen him affiliated with the Port Mafia before.
Ahh. And here I was beginning to believe you wished him dead.
[‘Take care of him…’ Yeah, that’s how he read it first. Not how the ADA works, but he tends to read things more dark. Dazai maybe different from the other, yet he can’t help but feel they’re the same. He only met the other twice. In the meantime during their walk, he’s looking around his new surroundings. It’s nothing like Yokohama how he remembers.]
Why would I want that? [Dazai has the gall to pout.] He's my beloved co-worker, you know!
[But right now, they're not exactly equals. And therein lies the problem - he can order Atsushi to do whatever he wants him to do and the boy would fulfill it in a heartbeat. There's no way he can save him from his thoughts like this. Which is why he will keep pushing Akutagawa and him together.]
Even if I say Atsushi-kun is the key to attaining what you wish for the most?
[Hi smile is predatory, all-knowing. Their paths might have diverged, but he still knows Akutagawa well.]
[He could say more to the miscommunication, but naw.. he drops it. It was difficult to read this guy, saving himself from a headache.
Although… the next part stops Akutagawa on his tracks, staring hard on the back of the other man’s back. His wish.. there was an unspoken wish. He thought he finally obtained it when he officially joined the agency. Yet…
The thought took him back to the roof after a bloody battle, even the pain was hard to forget, and Dazai’s words. That man merely did the same thing, but harshly, to bring the boys together. To say the least, it worked, but not in a caring way…
Finally, after some consideration, the young man exhales tirelessly.]
You two are no different. [Noting out loud.] The Tiger left the moment your copy died. He won’t agree with this.
Oh, but he would. [He says it with much certainty.] I am still alive, after all. And he will follow my orders as long as he lives.
[He has this means - negotiation, diplomacy, threats, blackmail, reward: Dazai is willing to use every method up in his sleeve to turn anything into his favor. Because that is how important it is for them to meet each other.]
You can leave Atsushi-kun to me. All I need from you is your cooperation.
[Look after him… He’s contemplating again, saw how this— his other pulled off a feat he claimed he worked for sometime. Although Akutagawa harbor no grudge against this one, he still makes the other one’s skin crawl. Dazai claims he’s an ADA, which is unbelievable but also plausible. Oda-sensei, what would you do here? Pretend this is a ‘Wish’ Card?
Finally, he let out a tired sigh.]
Exactly how will I be taking care of him?
[He has an itching feeling is something he will regret, but he needs to hear it from the other first.]
no subject
[A calm reminder. He’s afraid to even ask about his ‘other’ self. Weirdo, what was his other self thinking?
Take care of him…? He arches an eyebrow. One hand, that.. almost fell dark. On the other.. hmm.]
Which one?
no subject
[Strange, to be on the same side as Akutagawa again. Although there's less of a hierarchy this time, considering that the Armed Detective Agency never operated in such an organized manner.]
He's also from your world, I believe. The Atsushi-kun I know is my subordinate too, but I have never seen him affiliated with the Port Mafia before.
no subject
[‘Take care of him…’ Yeah, that’s how he read it first. Not how the ADA works, but he tends to read things more dark. Dazai maybe different from the other, yet he can’t help but feel they’re the same. He only met the other twice. In the meantime during their walk, he’s looking around his new surroundings. It’s nothing like Yokohama how he remembers.]
But I must decline.
no subject
[But right now, they're not exactly equals. And therein lies the problem - he can order Atsushi to do whatever he wants him to do and the boy would fulfill it in a heartbeat. There's no way he can save him from his thoughts like this. Which is why he will keep pushing Akutagawa and him together.]
Even if I say Atsushi-kun is the key to attaining what you wish for the most?
[Hi smile is predatory, all-knowing. Their paths might have diverged, but he still knows Akutagawa well.]
no subject
Although… the next part stops Akutagawa on his tracks, staring hard on the back of the other man’s back. His wish.. there was an unspoken wish. He thought he finally obtained it when he officially joined the agency. Yet…
The thought took him back to the roof after a bloody battle, even the pain was hard to forget, and Dazai’s words. That man merely did the same thing, but harshly, to bring the boys together. To say the least, it worked, but not in a caring way…
Finally, after some consideration, the young man exhales tirelessly.]
You two are no different. [Noting out loud.] The Tiger left the moment your copy died. He won’t agree with this.
[Interesting choice of words…]
no subject
[He has this means - negotiation, diplomacy, threats, blackmail, reward: Dazai is willing to use every method up in his sleeve to turn anything into his favor. Because that is how important it is for them to meet each other.]
You can leave Atsushi-kun to me. All I need from you is your cooperation.
no subject
Finally, he let out a tired sigh.]
Exactly how will I be taking care of him?
[He has an itching feeling is something he will regret, but he needs to hear it from the other first.]
no subject
Oh, it's pretty simple! I just want you to watch over him, and become jolly good friends!
no subject
The shadow of ‘doubt’ casting over his face. He’s probably making a face Dazai can see.]
no subject
[He claps his hand over Akutagawa's shoulder.]
You'd be the best of friends soon enough, I just know it!
no subject
This man is asking the impossible.
There mere thought of these kids in a locked room only spells .. ‘bloodshed’.
It gives a whole new meaning to ‘best of friends’.]
In that case, I’ll have to raise you to treat me red beans and tea for a week.
[If he survives, but hell, at least he will look forward to add some fuel to his stomach.]