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a few days after he was Found

[nullificates]

so chuuya took you in a magic carpet ride, huh?

[orphne]

Mmhm.

Jealous?

[She's maybe a little mad at him for fucking off and putting himself in such a state, but it won't last.]

[nullificates]

disgusting thought. ew, ew, ew. did you shower real good when you got home?

(AS IF HE DIDN'T. YOU KNOW. JUST FUCKING FUCK CHUUYA. BUT ALAS.)

[orphne]

Did you?

How are you feeling, Dazai-san?

[nullificates]

mhmmmmmmm no.

im fine, im fine. sorry for worrying you kiddo

you don't have to about me!

[orphne]

You really should. You didn't smell great, you know.

[Mean!]

I really do, though. You're not used to having people genuinely worry about you, huh?

[nullificates]

(he did after!! but he still had to get stitched. he had to separate the meters of bandages. he had to take some medicine. etc. etc. etc. chuuya doesn't let him be a slacker with himself when things are like this.)

does it matter if i am? i've been like this forever! did chuuya not complain?

[orphne]

It's kind of weird that you guys say you hate each other, but he was the first one who ran off to find you.

[She's so mad buddy. She's blunt when she's mad. Or sad. Or tired. Or annoyed.]

Can you let me know next time you decide to go off into the middle of nowhere and drink yourself into a hole in the ground?

[nullificates]

he needs 'no longer human'. it's not that weird.

why? wouldn't that make you worry either way?

(also bullshit bullshit bullshit.)

[orphne]

Please don't treat me like I'm an idiot, Dazai-san.

I'd rather worry that you're cold and might die of alcohol poisoning than not know anything at all.

[nullificates]

i'll let you know next time.

(because he can't promise there won't be one. he really, really, really can't.)

[orphne]

That's all I can ask. I can't ask you not to go off into the middle of nowhere when something's wrong. I wouldn't ask that of you. But just make sure people know where you're going, okay?

People do like you.

[nullificates]

i can tell you i won't be around, but i won't tell you where i am. that's not something i'm willing to give up. i can tell you this - i won't die from it. rest assured.

[orphne]

No?

That's really a promise you can make? I know it's hard to want to live sometimes, but I don't want to see you die all alone.

[nullificates]

i couldn't be so lucky. don't worry. if try as i may i can't do it, it's not some alcohol and back problems that will do me.

[orphne]

Hm.

I hope you're not mad that I came with Chuuya to find you. [Oh, look at that, first-name basis.] I'm not going to apologize.

[nullificates]

as long as i'm still the favorite. i know you can look at him in the eye by the level, but damn.

[orphne]

I can see why he says things like, "I'll kick you in the knee to bring you down to my level."

[Because boy was she thinking it.]

Are you going to tell me why you went off?

[nullificates]

because he can't reach my face. i have to bend my knees if he wants to yell at my face. isn't it ridiculous!!!!

ah, a dilemma, or two, or twenty!

(the bloody jacket on top of him back at the chasm should be an indication.

sounds like someone is back on his bullshit, though.)

[orphne]

[It sure is. And that's not what she'd asked, buddy! The answer is clearly, "no, he won't tell her."]

If you don't want to talk about it with me, maybe you should talk to Chuuya. You know, if you can bend down that far.

[Is she making fun of Chuuya simply to get him to at least consider it? Maybe. Sorry, Chuuya.]

1/2

[nullificates]

(the laughter he gives out is so loud, so genuine, that she might hear it if she's in the inn. nice dunk, but also, HAHAHAHAHAHA TALKING TO CHUUYA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA)

actually 2/3

[nullificates]

oh, kotone-chan. what about me and chuuya tells you we talk at all?

[nullificates]

it's just a whole thing! i think this place is mocking me personally and i want to speak to the manager!

[orphne]

[Well, at least he can laugh.]

That coat just turned up without any explanation, huh...?

Who did it belong to?

[nullificates]

in a store.

it belonged to a very, very, very special mafia man.