Bungou Stray High School: Otome Shikkaku is a fan project carried out by Otori0 and ForCrimsonAir. The series is presented as a fanfic (this fanfic) and as a video series.

The story is an otome with Dazai as its main character, and other Bungou Stray Dogs characters acting as possible boyfriends for Dazai. They're all in the same high school, some of them as students, some of them as teachers.

Who will Dazai choose to date in the end?

The original fanfic is written in spanish, by the fanfiction user Otori0.

For all the info of this project, you can visit our website (you can fin it on our fanfiction profile!)

The YouTube account where we'll post the video series is called OtomeShikkakuProject.

[Ryunosuke Akutagawa – Chapter 02] Fatal Obsession

I had picked a decision, and I wouldn't give up until I got what I wanted... That Atsushi had no right to steal Dazai from me. I had been after him for a very long time, and he, in only a couple of days, did already get along better with Dazai than I did... He talked to him every recess and Dazai smiled at him... He hadn't smiled at me even once! It was unforgivable! I was very angry, that was a fact. Obviously, I had a plan; I wouldn't lose that easily. If I got the advantage, I could still win... The first step was waiting for Dazai by the high school's gate.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, very calm, when he saw me.

"I'm going to walk you home. Let's go."

"N-no, don't bother, there's no need to..." He mumbled. I noticed he didn't want me to do it.

"Let's go." I repeated, starting to walk.

Maybe forcing him wasn't the best way, but I had to make him fall in love with him no matter how, even if it started with him hating me. I was sure his opinion about me would change, sooner or later. I walked at a slow pace to be next to him, and he seemed very nervous. He was looking away and tried to put as much distance as possible between us. He was having a hard time... Did he... did he hate me that much? ...It annoyed me a lot.

"You hate me, right?" I couldn't help asking it, even if I already knew the answer.

"Uhh, not really. You're quite strange and stubborn, but you have good things, like everyone." He said (though he didn't sound that sincere). I opened my eyes widely, surprised.

"Everyone...?" I lowered my voice: "Atsushi too, right?"

"Yeah, of course." He simply said.

I wanted to land a "mafia punch" on him, but I held myself back. If I hit him, he would truly hate me. But well, at least he didn't dislike me that much... If he had spoken the truth.

"Here we are. Tomorrow we'll also come back together, and it will be that way from now on. See you." I turned around and walked away, not hearing a "goodbye" from Dazai. I didn't look back at him, but he surely was pretty confused.

I had to call some thugs to make a group in case Atsushi needed to be eradicated later on, or Dazai's friends. My group had already more than forty members, every single one paid by me. Furthermore, so the teachers wouldn't suspect anything, whenever they approached us we all faked we were friends, and did our activities in secret, far away from the high school. It was hard to hide our moves, but we already had some practice. I had gathered the most powerful people in the city. This time Dazai would be mine, and no one else's.

Days passed and I kept coming back from high school with Dazai. It was the only moment of the day we were together, and the best one for me. I asked myself a couple of times if I was doing the right thing, but I couldn't go back there. I had to keep going until the end, giving my best. From the moment I fell in love with Dazai, two years ago, I couldn't stop myself... The spring I got into that high school, in my first day of class, he stole my heart. Exactly, it had been love at first sight. We had been sitting next to each other in classes, and with every day I fell in love with him more, until I decided to conquer him.

During classes I didn't talk that much with Atsushi, I tried to avoid it unless necessary. Every time I saw him smiling or having fun with his friends, I wanted to hit him with a mafia punch that would leave him on the ground and away from Dazai (he could end up in the hospital if I didn't control my strength). But if they got me expelled from the school I wouldn't be able to be with Dazai, so I had to hold myself back... for the time being.

And then, I remembered something. Some students had been talking about an upcoming event: the Mito Ume Matsuri, taking place in April, a festival that lasted a couple of days, in which they did different activities, and the last day of it every person held a lit-up paper lantern and let it go into the night sky. It was a very beautiful festival, the last day being the best of them. I could invite Dazai and go together... It would be a great chance for him to start liking me. We would throw the lantern together... I've made up my mind!

"Dazai..." I approached him during the recess. It wasn't a good moment, since he was with his friends, like Tanizaki, but I wanted to ask him as soon as possible. "You know about the Mito Ume Matsuri, right? The last day, we'll meet over the high school's gates at seven in the afternoon. Don't be late."

After saying this, I left. I didn't know if he would come, but he knew fairly well that he would be looking for trouble if he didn't... For his own sake, he had to come. Days passed and I was very excited. I couldn't wait any longer. I made a planning so everything would work out perfectly.

When the day arrived, I decided to wear a kimono that would make me look more handsome. I had to look as handsome as possible so he would, at last, be interested on me. I waited a good time for Dazai. Fifteen minutes passed, and I didn't move an inch. I was holding both lanterns, but Dazai didn't come. Half an hour passed, and still nothing. One hour. And two. Everyone had already left, but I wouldn't give up. I waited until I almost was unable to keep my eyes open, and had to walk back home. I sent him messages he didn't even read. I felt terrible, worse than ever. I couldn't believe he did such an awful thing to me. All of my efforts had been in vain...

And, the following day, we met again in class.

"Why didn't you come?" I asked, angry.

"What are you talking about?"

I hit the desk, and many people around us stood still, even though some of them were trembling.

"About the Mito Ume Matsuri... I invited you yesterday, did you forget? I waited for you for a long time..." I coughed a bit "I've caught a cold because of you".

"What? Oh, yeah... I didn't forget, but I already had something planned, and you didn't let me tell you. You left right after asking me!"

I clenched my fists, trying not to punch him. I did what was the best for the time being: turning around and leaving. When I arrived home, I left the lights turned off and went to sleep. Obviously, someone like me wouldn't cry, but I did feel very bad. How could he mock me like this? Maybe, in his eyes, it seemed like I was just trying to bother him, but I had put lots of effort into getting closer to him during all these years.

...I only had one choice left. Using my thug group, even if I preferred not to. I would make him stop ignoring me, for better or worse. I had gathered up strong people, specifically a boy called Chûya Nakahara. I didn't stand him at all, but he was pretty useful in these situations, so I tried to get along with him.

"Chûya, I'm going to need your help." I told him. "I'm making a group to get closer to a boy... Will you cooperate with me?"

"I don't really want to, but I don't have anything else to do... Besides, if I help you, my reputation as a thug will increase... And that's very important to me, more than you getting what you want or not. Who is that boy?

"Dazai Osamu. Tomorrow, after classes, I want you to go and have some words with him... Don't overdo it, okay?"

"Got it, boss."

The two things I hated the most in the world were cooperating with Chûya and being ignored by Dazai, and right then I was doing both things at the same time. It was terrible, but I had to get over it. One day, certainly, Dazai would notice the effort I put for him and would stop ignoring me. Certainly...

I decided to spy on Chûya while he went talk to Dazai, in case he did something uncalled for and I was forced to stop him. It wouldn't be the first time. When I arrived, Chûya was approaching him with roses around him (which were, apparently, being thrown by a fan from a window) and arms spread wide. People were yelling around, cheering Chûya up for I don't know what. It made me want to throw up.

"Hello, Dazai... How are you?" Chûya said, very boastful.

"Do I know you...?" Dazai looked at the people who were surrounding them, quite nervous. He wasn't enjoying it, in contrast to Chûya.

"I have my reasons... My name is Chûya Nakahara. It's a pleasure. Tell me... what's your deal?" Chûya asked him, now more serious.

He was doing pretty well. He looked like a first-rate thug, yes. He was fulfilling his dream without realizing it... Somehow, I was kind of jealous for it. I had tried to fulfil my dream for so long, and yet nothing, but he had already accomplished it.

"What are you talking about?" Dazai doubted, not understanding the situation.

"You already know what I'm talking about... You better stop ignoring Akutagawa, or I'll crush you, kiddo. You choose... What's your answer?"

"Akutagawa...?" Dazai sighed, tired of standing that. "Hey, shorty, I think you don't know who you're dealing with..."

I opened my eyes widely. I had never seen Dazai so arrogant... Not even with me, when he got angry at me. What was going on...? Chûya... I only hoped Chûya would not turn into my enemy too, I already had enough with Atsushi (and with getting Dazai to notice me). And, according my research, other people were approaching Dazai: I had a lot to deal with to have Chûya get in the way too.

"S-shorty?! W-w-what's your deal?! You don't insult me like that, kiddo! You're not even dressing in fashion, so don't go showing off, huh!" Chûya started yelling. He was getting nervous... bye-bye to the "thug vibe".

"I didn't know that being in fashion meant wearing such hideous hats... I have to do my homework." Dazai started to walk towards Chûya. "And you better start matching your clothes better, shorty."

"But...! You don't know who you're dealing with! I'm Chûya Nakahara! Chû-ya Na-ka-ha-ra! Be respectful, kiddo!"

Chûya's fans started to shout out "Chûya, Chûya!", and I was starting to get a stomach-ache out of pity for Chûya. It was too pathetic... Poor Dazai. And I was feeling shameful for having such a coarse underling.

"Well, I'm leaving. I have better things to do... Let's see if you're wearing a more sophisticated hat the next time we meet! Bye!" And so, Dazai left.

When he found himself alone with his fans, Chûya kicked a rubbish bin and left too, very angry and spitting to the ground. I decided to leave too. I felt bad for telling Chûya to talk with Dazai, because now I was sure he hated me even more (if that was possible).

Everything had gone wrong...! Damn it... And it had been Chûya's fault, for not being able to pull himself together...! The following day I did something for humanity's sake: firing Chûya from my thug group. I lifted a weigh off me, it was good. He got very offended, but decided to create a group by himself (I don't know what for), with the best thugs from the high school, leaded by himself. I just hoped they wouldn't turn against me, though they would end up losing if they did.

He wouldn't give up... and that's what made him so annoying.