You're in a bar, drinking. Suddenly, you see a guy wearing bandages approach you.
"Hey, beautiful. Want to commit double suicide with me?" He asks with hopeful, bright eyes.
To the side, his friend with the glasses and a notebook titled "Ideals" chided, "You idiotic, bandage wasting machine!"
After a moment to think about it, "… Maybe when I'm bored," you say, surprising them both.
"Really?!" the bandaged man exclaims in surprise.
"Really?!" is what glasses exclaimed as his glasses cracked a bit.
"Really," you say as you take a sip of your drink.
"Yes~!" Bandaged man fist-pumps excitedly as glasses was in shock.
He's interrupted by you saying, "But, you know…some cultures think that those who commit suicide become Shinigami."
He tilts his head, "Shinigami? The Reapers that harvest souls when humans die?"
"Yeah. They become immortal beings like that…only they're cursed to see other people die for eternity," you cheerfully smile.
After thinking about it for a moment, he throws his hands up in the air, "….Well, I wouldn't want that."
"So, can you put off the double suicide for awhile?"
The man nods, "Sure… Even I wouldn't want to see others die for eternity when I can't."
"Dazai, c'mon! We've got work to do!" Glasses says as he drags the bandaged man, Dazai, out.
"So…see you later then," you wave goodbye.
"See you later!" Dazai smiles as he's dragged outside.
'They actually convinced him not to do it…such a formidable person…' is what glasses was thinking as he dragged his partner to work.
Meanwhile…
The bartender asked you, "Is that true? About Shinigami, I mean…"
You slyly smile, "Who knows…"
"Then, why'd you tell him that?"
"To make him think…and to prevent someone as interesting as that from dying too soon," you say as you finished off your drink and pay the bartender before leaving.
You smile as you think about all the kinds of "fun" you can experience in this city. 'A chaotic city like this is definitely the best!'