Chapter 1: The Agency
hello my lovely motherfuckers
so I'm deep in bungou stray dogs hell with my bestie, and I decided to write an OC story dedicated to our OCs (with a sprinkle of OC x canon inserted in there, don't get triggered)
please don't flame me or attack me, I would appreciate some constructive criticism at the very least
anyways, enjoy this trashy fanfic
I don't own the BSD Characters, they belong to Kafka Asagiri, I own Taiko Hirabayashi and Shimizu Shikin (my OCs, not the authors they were named after), my friend (let's call her Lapis) owns Murasaki Shikibu (again, the OC, not the author she was named after
Yokohama. An average city. Not loud like Tokyo, nor quiet to the point of a ghost town, but it was average, although it has its fair share of poverty. It was already getting dark, with the sun going down and the night-sky starting to cover the daylight.
Despite almost getting dark, a young girl was not ready to give up, so she decided to sing and play the guitar one more time, hoping that she and her friend would achieve a tip or two, at the very least.
She had short, sandy-blonde hair kept neat with black hairpins, green eyes and a fair skin. So, she took a deep breath, tapped her fingers on the guitar, then started playing.
The ocean, the factories, the shopping districts
It is a city with pretty views
Everyone, welcome to Yokohama City
Once the girl finished the short song, she looked at the numerous civilians passing by, expecting someone to drop a coin. However, she slumped in disappointment as she knew for a fact that they were either too busy going to wherever they were going, or they were just ignoring them.
She turned to her other friend, who was laying her head on the wall behind them. "How much do we have again?" she asked.
Her friend had short, wavy chin length brown hair, with her bangs kept neat by a mint-colored hair-clip. She also had dark-turquoise eyes, a fair skin, with freckles decorated over cheeks.
The brunette peeked over the can, and sighed. "Only two cents so far," she said.
"Aw, shucks," the sandy-blonde haired girl groaned. She scratched her head, unknowing what to do next. "Well this is just bad luck, isn't it Shimi?"
Shimizu nodded. "Yeah...," she replied, hugging her knees. Then her stomach growled really loudly, that it could attract attention from two or more people from the crowd passing by them. "I'm really hungry, Taiko. I want rice..."
Taiko laid her head on the wall, as if it was the fifth time this week. "Damn, I really want some coffee and taiyaki, too..."
It's been exactly two days since Taiko Hirabayashi and Shimizu Shikin were kicked out of their house. Or rather, Taiko's house, for that matter.
Taiko and Shimizu were childhood friends and adoptive sisters. They lived together for ten years. Since their parents were out of the picture, they were orphans, so they took care of each other, signifying their maturity and sisterly love for each other.
Taiko was only nine-years old when she stumbled upon Shimizu, who had just been beaten up after failed attempts of pickpocketing. Of course, Taiko was kind enough to invite her to her house and give her the food that she's been craving for and been trying to steal for how many days now.
Shimizu was so grateful to her newfound friend, that she gladly stayed in the house with her, and became Taiko's companion.
The two stuck together like chewed gum. They were each others' shoulders to cry on and they were each others' pillar of support. Like typical best friends, they have their fair share of fights, but always manage to resolve it. Even at school, the students would always notice how often those two are together, with even the majority of them thinking the two as if they were real sisters.
Taiko was cheerful, spunky and tremendously carefree. Even if she seemed to be a freeloader, she was relatively mature and has the vibe of a big-sister. Due to her apparent cheerfulness, she was always seen with a casual, calm smile on her face, even in the most bizarre situations. Shimizu, on the other hand, was more on the quiet side. She was soft-spoken, innocent, and quite shy. She would often be the one to let Taiko speak for themselves in some situations.
The girls also helped each other in taking care of the house whilst living their everyday lives. Being mature at the preteen age, they also learned how to shuffle their money and pay bills.
All normal. Until the last few months, they've been struggling to keep up with finances. And just two days ago, they failed to meet the deadline for the payment, thus rendering them homeless, and making them end up in where they are now. Taiko and Shimizu were so shocked by this misfortune, that they couldn't even think about what to do next, and that they never saw this coming, yet alone prepared for the worse.
Even worse, with their current bankruptcy, they hadn't been able to eat anything for two days straight. It would only be a matter of time before they starve to death, and die right in the spot they are currently in.
It was already getting late at night, and the two friends knew that it would be best to sleep already, since playing in the late hours would be useless.
"Hey, Taiko..." Shimizu muttered.
Taiko turned to look at her friend. "Hm? What is it?" she asked.
Shimizu didn't want to talk about the situation they were in again, but she did anyways. "... we will pull through this, right?" she asked. "I-I mean, I know we had a streak of bad luck over the past few days, but I... just wanna know if you think that we will pull through this."
Taiko tilted her head. "What makes you ask that all of a sudden?" she said.
"The truth is... I'm not really sure if we can get through this," Shimizu said hesitantly, looking at the sky. "Im not saying that it's hopeless, but... I just need some assurance to calm me down."
Truth be told, if anyone was in their shoes at this moment, it would be sensible to think that it would be hopeless, given their limited resources and lack of food and money. It was as if they were poor and disabled beggars, begging for the least amount of money.
"Well..." Taiko started. "It is hard, yes, but all I can say is... we will just have to wait and see. Who knows? Maybe we'll get a happy change if we just let life do its way. Well, to be honest, I also don't really know if we can pull through this either."
Taiko then flashed a close-eyed smile. "But, I think in these kinds of situations, let's just believe in the best. Sooner or later, our luck will get better. That's what I can assure."
Shimizu thought for a moment, before she smiled back and nodded. Taiko was always the happy-go lucky type that had strong faith in almost everything. No matter how bad or worse the situation is, she would always assure Shimizu that everything will work out in the end, even if Taiko never knew about it. She would always never lose hope and look forward to what life throws at them. Taiko's tremendous amount of hope is what makes her unique.
"Now then, let's go to sleep," Taiko said, laying herself on the blanket. She then winked. "You'll never know, tomorrow might just be the lucky day for us."
Shimizu giggled, laying herself on the blanket next to her. "Mm!" she said. "I trust you, Taiko."
Taiko closed her eyes, and spoke again. "I knew you'd trust me, Shimi."
The next morning, the two girls continued to do whatever they can to receive money from the passing civilians. Shimizu wrote on a piece of paper she had, and raised it up for others to see. It read:
We Are In Need Of Donations
She thought that it would make the people pity them and drop some money in their little can. As a matter of fact, it did work, with only two people showing some mercy for the homeless girls and giving some tips.
As for Taiko's turn, she did attract two people with her singing, and they gave tips as well. Perhaps Taiko was right, maybe today might just be their lucky day.
Or perhaps, today might just be more than their lucky day.
It was in the afternoon when the two decided to rest for a little while. Their arms felt like jelly from holding the signs and the guitar, but at least they were able to get some money. They were determined more than ever to receive as much as they needed so that they could buy something that's essential to their survival.
"P-Please, just leave me alone," a mature, female voice was heard from the alleyway. The two girls' ears perked up and looked at the alleyway. They waited for her to speak again to make sure they weren't hearing things.
"Listen, I have some unfinished business, so just please let me go, I don't have time for this," the girl's voice was sounding more scared. Judging from her tone, the two friends knew that this woman was in danger and that they couldn't just sit there like ducks and let her suffer from whatever is she's facing currently.
Taiko looked at Shimizu. "Yikes, someone's in trouble," she said casually, yet with a serious tone. "We should probably come to her rescue."
Shimizu was hesitant at first. She was always the type to be scared to do something risky and let her friend handle it, but once she knew that it was the right thing to do (and because they could get some good luck out of this good deed), she nodded. "L-Let's go," she said.
As soon as they stood up, Taiko grabbed her guitar. Shimizu looked at her in confusion. She then realized it. "Wait, you're not gonna..."
Taiko nodded casually. "Yep," she said, looking at her guitar. "Figured that this would be a great weapon. Although I know damn well it's gonna break..."
Shimizu sweatdropped. "U-Uh-huh..."
The two girls quietly walked over to the alleyway, as so they wouldn't be spotted instantly. Once they reached the alleyway, the two girls saw a brown-haired girl with glasses being held by a muscular man that looked like he was one of those nasty perverts.
The man had a large sneer on his face, as if he was a predator happy to catch its prey. His grip on the girl tightened. "Come on, don't be shy," he said in a threatening tone. "Don't be so rude."
The girl was sweating heavily and her heartbeat ran at a rapid pace. She was going to be either harassed, kidnapped, or even worse; get killed.
"Hey there," Taiko called out casually, as if the man she was calling out to was her friend. "What are you doing to the poor girl?"
The brunette looked at her saviors. She felt her shoulders drop a bit, thankful that some strangers came to her rescue. But she wasn't safe yet, not with this man gripping her arm and doing whatever he's going to do to her.
The man scoffed. He wasn't pleased about people invading his privacy. "Where'd the hell did you you two come from?" he asked, annoyed. "Get out, none of your business for your noses to stick in to."
"Ahh, getting irritable, I see," Taiko said, voice calm and chipper, like the guy was nothing to her. "We're just doing the right thing; saving people from nasty assholes like you."
Shimizu nodded shakily, and faced the man. "P-Please, just let go of her," she pleaded. "We can do this peacefully, so might as well." She knew that this kind of talk wouldn't work anyways, but she had to take her chances, and there was a possibility that the man was merciful enough to listen to her.
The man let go of the girl's arm and started walking towards them. He walked calmly and slowly- in a creepy manner, like a horror movie killed about to finis their victim.
"You girls just keep getting nosier and nosier these days," he said. He brought out a pocket knife from his pocket, and raised it towards the girls. "... Nothing personal."
Just before he could charge, Taiko opened her palms, letting out black-colored soundwaves that blasted the guy into a wall. The sandy-blonde haired girl blew her hands like a gun, and calmly walked to the pervert. She was an ability user.
She waved her hands casually like it was nothing, a close-eyed smile her face. "Nothing too personal," she said. She then turned to Shimizu. "If this guys gonna fight for that girl, then he'll be our guest."
Shimizu nodded. She closed her eyes and stood in her area, concentrating. Her necklace and hair-clip then glowed a crystal color aura, and seconds later, she opened her eyes, now colored yellow, as an effect of her ability.
The man got up, his back aching from when he hit the wall. "So what if you're ability users?" he taunted. "That doesn't make any difference in me finishing you girls off!"
Following what he said, he let out a roar and charged towards the girls. Taiko and Shimizu dodged swiftly, letting the man fall flat on his face. Even though it was useless to keep charging at them with his knife, he still did when he got up. He first charged at Shimizu, only for him to be kicked in his crotch. He yelled out in pain, giving an opening for the freckled girl to flip him over her shoulder.
"Nnniiiice," Taiko complimented. Shimizu giggled in response. "Thank you."
Just then, the four-eyed brunette called out. "Look out, you two-!"
Before the two of them could react, the man grabbed Shimizu's hand and cut her palm, blood spurting out of the open wound. The freckled-girl fell back and yelped in pain, looking at her hand in pure horror.
"Shimi-!" Taiko cried out. She bent over to check her friend's hand. As she did, the man glowed, holding his knife, now stained with blood. He laughed maniacally, with a twisted smile on his face.
"You didn't think that I was an ability user too, didn't you?!" he taunted. "That's one of the many secrets to outwitting your opponent: false claims!"
The man leaped at them, surprisingly stronger than ever, but Taiko and Shimizu barely missed. They backed away, and stood in front of the four-eyed brunette.
"Stay back!" Shimizu warned, earning a nod from the four-eyed brunette.
"He's stronger, all of a sudden," Taiko said.
Shimizu looked at her, panting. "But I think he only got stronger after he slashed me with his knife," she recalled.
Just then, realization hit Taiko like a brick.
Holy moly- I think this guy has the ability to grow stronger when he draws blood with his knife! If that's the case, then we have to avoid getting slashed by this guy if we don't want him to whip our asses that easily.
After Taiko finished her deduction, the man charged at the three girls. Luckily, Taiko had time to react, so she grabbed her guitar and smacked him as hard as she could. Blood spurted out of his nose and one of his teeth fell out of his mouth from the impact, and the man fell to the floor, crying in pain. Taiko did hit successfully, but at the cost of the guitar breaking in half, with the strings cut and messy.
"Awww," Taiko said sadly, examining the broken guitar. "This thing was my favorite."
The man spit a mouthful of blood, and glared at Taiko. "You BITCH!" he yelled, clearly enraged by the damage she dealt to him. He stood up and was about to charge at her again when a voice from above erupted the scenery.
"Oh my, that is quite the commotion from down there," a man's voice called out, having the same calm tone as Taiko's.
The girls and the man looked above to see another man on the roof of a building. He was extremely handsome, and looked to be quite tall and have a slim build. He had wavy, brown hair, brown eyes, and wore a trench coat over some white pants and khakis. Strangely enough, he had bandages wrapped on both arms and on his neck.
The pervert scoffed. "Stay out of here, ain't your business," he warned the trenchcoat-wearing man.
"Oh, I wouldn't dream of it," the brown-haired handsome male said casually before leaping off the roof and landing perfectly on his feet, leaving shocked looks on the girls' faces. He grabbed the pervert's hands, and blue flashes erupted from the physical contact. Then, the pervert's eyes fluttered and fell on the ground, unconscious.
"We've been looking for you everywhere," the Bandaged-wearing man said, even though the pervert was already unconscious. He placed his hands in his coat pockets and looked at the girls. "Are you ladies alright?"
Shimizu nodded. "Y-Yes," she said. "Th-Thank you."
The bandaged-wearing man nodded, flashing a close eyed smile. "You're quite welcome," he responded nicely. "I was about to jump off the roof to my death when I heard the commotion below."
Taiko, Shimizu and the four-eyed brunette's eyes widened. They looked at him as if he was a deranged person. "... what?" The four eyed brunette spoke up, clearly confused at what he said.
The girls could only think of one thing: Was this man really about to commit suicide? Second of all, who was this man, and what did he just do to the pervert?
Taiko's face was filled with shock and surprise, yet she spoke calmly. "You... were actually gonna commit suicide?" she asked.
"That's right," the man responded casually, as if it was nothing. "I like suicide."
This man was strange. Really, really strange. They didn't know if he was serious or he's just sick in the head. Who in the world would like suicide, aside from this man? It's been only a minute since they first met and they knew that his man was a bizarre person.
"Oh, by the way, I am Osamu Dazai," he introduced himself. He faced the girls. "Nice to meet you three."
Taiko waved. "Hello, Dazai-san," she greeted. "Nice to meet you. I'm Taiko Hirabayashi."
She then gestured to Shimizu. "This is my best friend, Shimizu Shikin," she said, with the freckled girl nodding, out of shyness. Taiko then turned to the four-eyed brunette. "And you are...?"
"Murasaki Shikibu." The four-eyed brunette said, and bowed. "It's a pleasure to meet you. And I thank you for saving me. I would have been that man's play toy had you not all arrived to my rescue."
Taiko waved her hands, smiling. "Ahh, no biggie," she said. "We just did what our conscience told us to do." She then faced Shimizu. "Right?"
Shimizu nodded again, giving "Mm" sounds.
Murasaki sweatdropped at Shimizu. "Well... what about your guitar? It looked like you treasured that instrument," she asked, mildly concerned.
Taiko held up her broken guitar. "Oh. This?" she said, looking at it. "This thing is broken for good. I don't think I'll be able to have enough money to buy another one."
Murasaki sweatdropped. She turned to Shimizu, only to see Dazai kneeling at her feet and stroking her fingers so delicately. Shimizu stood still, shocked and beet-red from this man's gesture. For one thing, this man was indeed handsome. Any girl would fall for him.
"What delicate, soft fingers you have," Dazai spoke so softly. "Would you like to commit a double suicide with me-"
The back of his head was hit with a black notebook. Shimizu squeaked in shock. Taiko and Murasaki jumped a bit from his unexpected surprise.
"Owie!" Dazai cried out in pain, holding his head. "That hurt."
"BASTARD!"
A tall man with blonde-hair, glasses and a yellow suit appeared in front of the alleyway. He was so angry, steam was basically coming out of his nostrils and ears. A boy with white choppy hair, pale skin and wearing suspenders stood beside him, looking to be intimidated by the blonde man's fuse.
"Ahhh, Kunikida-kun! Atsushi-kun! You two came-"
Kunikida, the blonde-haired man, grabbed Dazai by the collar, enraged beyond recognition. "YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING, TIME-HOGGING, WASTEFUL BANDAGED-BASTARD! You have disrupted my perfect schedule with your suicidal nonsense! Have some head, you idiot!"
The boy named Atsushi sweatdropped. "K-Kunikida-san, please calm down-" he tried to calm down.
Kunikida turned to him sharply. "Not now!" he yelled, loud enough for Atsushi to shudder.
"R-Right-!" Atsushi sputtered in fear.
The girls were confused at the unexpected friends of Dazai, a man they just met. "Uh... hi!" Taiko greeted, not knowing anything else to say other than being friendly.
Kunikida stopped yelling and turned to look at the girls. He eyed them suspiciously, fixing his glasses. "Who are these brats?" he asked harshly.
Dazai waved his hands. "Oh, just some girls that helped capture the criminal we've been hunting for days now," he said. "At least it's spared me some workload."
Kunikida looked at him as if he offended his favorite thing in the world. "That alone doesn't guarantee your freedom lazing around," he reprimanded. He then turned to Atsushi. "Brat, tie this criminal up."
"R-Right," the pale-skinned boy agreed to, and began to tie up the unconscious criminal.
"So... hi," Taiko greeted again.
Kunikida fixed his glasses. "What are your names?" he asked.
"Taiko Hirabayashi," Taiko introduced herself. "So from what Dazai-san calls you, you're Kunikida, and the one over there is... Atsushi?"
"Yeah," Atsushi said, still tying up the criminal. "Atsushi Nakajima. Nice to meet you."
"... Doppo Kunikida." The blonde-haired man reluctantly introduced himself.
"They are my fellow coworkers at the Armed Detective Agency," Dazai told them.
"Wait, the Agency?" Murasaki asked. "I've heard... quite a lot about you guys. From police officers and news reporters, you all deal with near-supernatural threats and mysteries, and that most of the staff are ability users?"
"Yes," Kunikida confirmed. "All of that is true, as a matter of fact."
"Wow..." Shimizu muttered, surprised.
Their conversation was then interrupted by not one, but two loud stomach growls. Murasaki, Kunikida, Dazai and Atsushi (who finished tying up the criminal) looked at Taiko and Shimizu, with embarrassed looks on their faces.
"Haha.." Taiko laughed nervously, scratching her head. "... to tell you the truth, we haven't eaten anything for two days straight."
Atsushi's eyes widened. "Wait- what?!" he said, obviously concerned. "What do you mean you two haven't eaten anything for those two days? Wait, so..."
Shimizu sweatdropped. "It's... a long story," she told them. "... b-but... do you mind taking us out to eat?
"... you poor things," Murasaki said, holding her bowl of ramen. Taiko and Shimizu had just told their new friends about their misfortune over the past few days and their struggle to earn money.
Dazai nodded as well. "How unfortunate, truly unfortunate for you girls to end up so homeless and starving," he said. "Reminds me of how we took in Atsushi-kun."
Atsushi sweatdropped. Being at the restaurant right now with these three girls reminded him of when he met Dazai and Kunikida for the first time. He felt nostalgic.
On the other hand, Kunikida wasn't pleased. He sat, with his arms crossed and was not happy. He was irritated. "This isn't what was planned for in this schedule!" he complained. "Ridiculous! Utterly wasteful and ridiculous!"
As for Taiko and Shimizu, they were gobbling up food faster than a speeding race car. They were so hungry, they consumed six bowls combined. They were having the time of their lives in this place. The sweet taste of rice, pork, sauce and water greatly energized them. They weren't going to eat as big as this any time soon after this.
"This is the stuff dreams are made off, Shimi!" Taiko said, mouthful of pork. "Mmmm! I thought I would never shavor the taste ov ricee and pohrk again!"
"Mmmmmm! Sho good! Sho good!" Shimizu said happily, mouthful of rice. "Rice, I misshed you sho sho much!"
Murasaki sweatdropped. "I know you two are happy about eating and all, but dont forget some table manners," she reminded. "Especially talking with your mouthful."
"Riiiight!" Taiko and Shimizu were too happy and too busy gobbling up their food, they replied carelessly, earning a sigh from their new friend.
"Well... I'm glad that you two are enjoying the food," Atsushi said. "You should try the chazuke here. It's soooooo good..." his mouth watered at the mention of his favorite food.
"Chazuke?" Shimizu asked, whilst eating. "That has rice, doesn't it? I should try it sometime! I just love, love rice-related food... rice is love, rice is life..."
Taiko sweatdropped. "Haha, Shimi here loves rice to death," she told them. "Ever since we met."
Murasaki nodded. "Oh, I see," she said.
Taiko and Shimizu held their full stomachs, happy looks plastered all over their faces. Eight bowls were stacked on top of each other, all empty and barely contained leftovers.
"Ahhh, that felt so good," Taiko sighed happily, clutching her stomach. "I don't think we'll be able to eat like that for a long time!"
"M-hm!" Shimizu replied, clutching her stomach as well. "My stomach is happy and satisfied~"
Dazai chuckled at the quirkiness of these two best friends. "Ahh, friendship," he commented.
"So... what now?" Taiko asked.
"What do you mean?" Atsushi questioned.
Taiko straightened herself and wiped her mouth. "After we eat and all... what can the rest of us do? I mean, Mura can go back to wherever she was at, and that leaves Shimi and I... homeless again."
"Why would you say so?" Murasaki asked, concerned.
"Well... w-we aren't really sure if the Agency would take us in, since we're struggling with money and all, and we need a new home to stay in," Shimizu told them. "Otherwise, Taiko and I might as well continue to live on the streets and beg for money."
Atsushi couldn't help but feel pity for these girls. In a way, they reminded him of himself, back when he was a lonely, starving orphan, back when he was kicked out...
He turned to Dazai. "Dazai-san, is it possible for the three of them to join?" he asked.
"... Perhaps."
Hearing this gave Taiko and Shimizu a spark of hope. Perhaps they will finally go back to living normally with food and expenses. "Wait, three?" Shimizu asked.
"Well..." Atsushi turned to Murasaki. "... don't you wanna join too?"
Taiko looked at Murasaki. "Mura-san, what do you think?" she asked. "I think this detective thingy is going to be fun and can change our lives forever."
Murasaki thought for a moment. Taiko was right for one thing; maybe this can change her for the better, considering her past... she had the slightest hope that things will get better. And if she's up for the challenge, then perhaps that this challenge can help her learn to grow better. Better than...
"... very well then," Murasaki said, after a moment of thinking. "I think I'm up for the challenge."
"Great!" Taiko said happily. "Take us in, please Kuni-san!"
Kunikida gave a dirty look upon being called that nickname, but brushed it off anyways. "... first of all, are you ability users?" he asked.
"Kunikida-kun, even if they weren't, at least they'll be useful to us in the slightest amount," Dazai said casually.
Kunikida looked at him with a dirty look for approximately the fifth time today. "But certain criteria needs to be met if they are to join us. The Agency requires intelligent ability users that have common knowledge and good deductive skills."
"But still though, don't make them feel useless..." Atsushi pointed out.
"... actually, we are ability users," Taiko announced. "Both Shimi and I."
"Then do tell us," Kunikida said.
Taiko nodded, and began to explain her ability. "So, ever heard of soundwaves before?" she asked them.
Murasaki, Kunikida, Atsushi and Dazai nodded. Taiko took this as a cue. "Well, take a look at this," she said, before facing towards the wall. She opened her palm and black-colored soundwaves burst from her hands. The soundwaves flowed so strong yet smoothly, it created a slight crack in the wall.
Taiko stopped demonstrating her ability, and turned to face them. "My ability Black Notes allows me to use and manipulate soundwaves," she explained. "I can use it for different means, like restricting enemies' movements, boost the movements of Shimi... and as I demonstrated a while ago, create some dents in areas. But the backdraw is that it can only affect certain areas, of course."
Murasaki nodded. "Hm. Interesting ability."
Taiko turned to Shimizu, for it was her turn to show and explain her ability.
"O-Oh, right!" Shimizu stuttered, a bit nervous, but took a deep breath and relaxed. She held her jewel necklace. "See, my ability Broken Ring allows me to use bonds to strengthen my aura and enhance my physical attributes. But I need to be in a focused and composed state to activate said ability."
"So, I assume that your bonds are stored in jewelry?" Kunikida deducted.
Shimizu nodded. "Yes," she answered. "In the jewelry that I wear. As long as the jewelry I wear has a special connection with people I met, or in short- bonds."
"Ahh, Interesting, so interesting," Dazai commented.
"But... only strong bonds are required, right?" Atsushi asked.
"Only strong bonds," Shimizu answered his question. "If it's from an acquaintance or someone you hardly know, my ability won't accept those factors. It needs strong bonds, like familial, sisterly, friendship, love...those kinds of things."
"You should totally see Shimi on battlefield when using her ability," Taiko said, arms behind back in relaxation. "She's different from her usual ditzy and shy self."
Shimizu sweatdropped. She then turned to Murasaki. "What about your ability, Murasaki-san?" she asked.
Murasaki went quiet for a moment. From her eerie silence, it looked like her ability was unsettling and that it's difficult to say the least.
"I... uh...," Murasaki muttered. "... it's, kind of complicated to explain."
"Huh?" Taiko asked. "It can't be that hard to explain, can it?"
"Well, the thing is..." Murasaki said sheepishly. "I'm... not so sure if my ability is suitable for this job."
Kunikida closed his eyes and sighed. "... then I suppose the two brats with short hair will join," he said. Atsushi and the others looked at him, confused why he would leave poor Murasaki out.
"B-But, Kunikida-san," Atsushi piped up. "We just can't leave Murasaki-san behind. Isn't that a bit harsh?"
"We don't know about this girl's ability, and she won't even bother telling us one bit," Kunikida harshly said. "It's either she's lying or just hiding it from us for personal reasons. She needs to prove it right here, right now that she has an ability."
Taiko frowned. "But Kuni-san~" she said. "Her not telling her ability doesn't really mean that she's not suitable enough to join. Maybe she will reveal it when the time is right."
"Plus, don't you just feel pity for Mura-chan?" Dazai asked. "Especially since after we befriended her, this is how we treat her?"
Shimizu nodded. "Y-You'll just have to wait and see for yourself," she said. "Murasaki-san might have more potential than you thought."
Kunikida looked at all of them. As much as he wanted to protest, he can't help but listen to his gut telling him that this wasn't the right thing to do. He may have a logical reason for what he said, but he knew the emotional response wasn't going to be pretty.
"Grrr, FINE!" Kunikida yelled in defeat. He then looked at Murasaki. "You're in, on one condition: Show us what you're capable of in the entrance exam."
"Wait- entrance exam?" Shimizu asked.
"Oh, right, right!" Dazai remembered. "You must all go through an entrance examination to prove if you are all worthy to join the Agency. We all go through that, even Atsushi-kun here!"
Atsushi sweatdropped. Taiko slammed her hands on the table in panic. "Oh man!" she cried out. "An exam?! Uh, do you have a pen and paper? What do we have to study? Any topics that-"
"NOT that kind of exam, Hirabayashi," Kunikida corrected her. "It's more on application of practical skills and deductive skills. You must combine your intelligence and ability skills in order to pass the exam. Of course if you fail, you won't join the Agency."
"Entrance exams...," Shimizu muttered. "Scary..."
"We'll be fine," Taiko said casually, yawning whilst arms behind her back. "We've gone through situations worse than exams."
Murasaki looked at her. "Are you assuring or you're that carefree?" she asked bluntly.
"Hmmm..." Taiko pondered. "... I don't know?"
Murasaki sighed in response.
"But, we're up for the challenge!" Taiko cheerfully said.
She then grabbed Shimizu's hands in excitement. "Hear that, Shimi?" she said. "We're gonna have a new home real soon and some real jobs!"
Shimizu beamed with excitement. "Mm!" she nodded happily. "I'm a little scared, but... as you say, let life play it all out and face the future with courage!"
Taiko and Shimizu were squealing in excitement. They never imagined that they would have good luck this soon. And as Taiko said... they just let life play it all out and that they knew that things will get better soon. Murasaki gave a small smile, gushed by the friendship of these two.
"HEY! Don't be so loud, you'll disrupt the customers!" Kunikida reprimanded.
"Ahh, let them be, Kunikida-kun," Dazai said carelessly. He then smiled at them. "Those two are made for each other."
"Is that suppose to in regards to friendship or..." Murasaki trailed off, wanting to be ambiguous on what she was gonna say next.
As soon as Taiko and Shimizu finished their little excitement hug, they turned to Dazai and Kunikida. "So... where do we stay for the night?"
there u reached the end of this horrible first chapter
i tried my best to capture the bsd characters, so please don't attack me
Murasaki's ability is gonna be revealed next chapter
if y'all want to know what her ability is, look at the works of the real life author she was inspired by
if anyone guesses right, their OC (no matter the fandom, or if you have an OC) will make a small cameo in this story
anyways, peace out