Among the darkness

      This month has been going great. No work calls, no meetings, and no urgent trips out of town, just reports. After all, after Fyodor Dostoevsky was put behind bars, both the agency and the mafia lived peacefully. Which is very strange. It even bothered Dazai a little, because there hadn’t been a single murder since then, as if there was a lull before the storm. In the agency, due to the fact that there was not a single request for at least some kind of case, I had to do only written work. But this did not attract a suicidal person in any way, especially to work in a stuffy office when it is hot outside. — Heh~her! Dazai, when will you hand over the reports? — and as always, our hardworking Kunikida begins to scold the brown-haired man for shirking from work, even though he was just lying on the couch and trying to sleep. You can see from his face that the man is sleep deprived. But no one will worry about Osama Dazai, because he won’t die from this, will he? — Kunikidushka, I’ll give them up to worry. Atsushi-kun! — Dazai is trying to avoid this job somehow, deciding to transfer it to his ward. Apparently, they just won’t let him sleep, so it’s better and more useful to spend time in a cafe. — Don’t you dare push your work to others, ghoul! Kunikida shouts at Osama, who has already managed to get up and put on his beige coat. At this time, Ranpo is the best detective in the world, watching this circus and eating chips. And so it is every day. God forbid!       “It’s like a free movie,” Edogawa comments, washing it all down with lemonade. Even despite his age and his intelligence, the brunette still behaves sometimes like a child, but at the same time he is full of seriousness on assignments. — I’ve been working here for six months and still can’t understand why they’re partners, — says Atsushi, tired of the daily quarrels of these two. — Ladnushki ~ and! I’ll go if I need anything, I’m either in a cafe or I’ve come up with a new way to commit suicide! — says the detective before leaving — Bye! — Stop there, you bastard! Kunikida shouts after him. ***

Meanwhile, in the Port Mafia:

Pov Chuya:

And why did the boss call me? Okay, I’ll come find out.

“Knock knock”

After it sounded like come in, I went in.       “Are you sure you can have coffee?” After all, you’ve just been discharged from the hospital and in addition, you’re…” Mori was talking to some silver — haired girl — Did you call the boss? — Who is this girl? — Yes, Chuya-kun, I did, — the head replied, — do you remember Mirai? Say hello to her. Ogai replied with a smile —Wh-what?” — Is that Mirai? But she’s… she’s…

The pov of Chuya is over

— Hello, Chuya-san. Long time no see! — the red—eyed girl answers with a smile on her face — I’m back!

Pov Mirai

      Hmm~m, interesting! Will Brother Dazai be happy to see me as well? Thanks to Ogai’s story, I learned about what happened during these 4 years. Eh~h, and I even missed my coming of age. Okay, now I’m Chui-san’s partner and student, which promises to be very interesting. I’ll have to go to the grave of Oda later.

Pov Mirai completed