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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"It didn't take Dazai that long to figured out that Chuuya was skipping school that day, since he didn't see him arrive at school. Not that he was watching or anything. But he wasn't in any of their classes either, making the male sigh a bit, not that it mattered, he doubted that Chuuya was worried about his future at all, given he joined the mafia. Even though, he had gotten ahold of some of Chuuya poems from their literature class, and he was good at it… Really, he just wished that this life's Chuuya could have lived a normal life, of no abilities, or at least not knowing of his ability. After spending these last few days rather close to Chuuya, it almost seemed like it had opened a floodgate of memories for Dazai, everything was bunched together, and not in order, from what he could tell from trying to piece them together, but from what he noticed, He and Chuuya had been close, which makes this even more interesting for him./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Grabbing his bag, Dazai moved to leave the school at the end of the day, he needed to head back to the Agency, something about wanting to go over the recording he had sent Kunikida the day before with Ranpo, who would be able to tell if it was a lie or not. It wasn't going to matter, if they can't get a hold of Chuuya before his birthday. Because once was legal, they couldn't do anything about what was happening. And, he already knew that it was going to be a lost cause, because if he knew Chuuya, he was just going to skip the next two days, and drop out after his birthday. Letting a sigh slip from his lips, he managed to catch a ride with Yosano, who had been around the area for one reason or another, he didn't bother to ask her about it though./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"It didn't take long to get to the Agency, and Dazai was the first on out of the car, his bag slung over his shoulder as he made him way up the stairs and pushed the door open, he looked over to see that Kunikida was there with a man he didn't recognize at first, then a memory flashed in his head, along with a name. "Ango…?" it was a question, almost as if he was unsure to even mutter the name, in case he was wrong, but he's never been wrong /br /Said man looked up at the sound of his name, his eyes landing one Dazai. "So it seems as if it is true." sighing, he spoke again. "I never thought I would see you again in this life time, Dazai-kun." He said, making a small chuckle slip from /br /"Like wise. I never assumed it would be this soon." Dazai spoke with an amused smile on his lips. His memories of the Mafia had been the first ones that surfaced and the only ones that made sense at first, he was still piecing together his memories with the Agency. "So, are you here because of Chuuya then?" he asked /br /Ango nodded a bit. "I am, its troublesome, because until the 29sup style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 13.23px; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 0;"th/sup, he's still only a minor, and that poses a problem."/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Dazai sighed. "It's only two days away at this point, unless you plan on staging a raid of the mafia, there is no hope of getting Chuuya out of there before he becomes eighteen." He said to him. "And a raid right now would be impossible." He said to him. "I've managed to piece together my life in the Mafia with memories I've managed to remember over the last week, it will be damn near impossible, with the lack of staff we have on hand, the only would who would stand half a chance would be Atsushi- But that's even pushing it." He said with a sigh. "And if Chuuya's remembered, or been told of his ability, he's being trained right now, by Akutagawa, and the minute he recovers that ability. he will be thrown right back into the Executive spot. He was a pawn that Mori lost too soon, and I know for sure that Mori isn't going to let him go again so easily." He spoke, looking directly at Ango. "I left, Chuuya was the next best thing. And he lost that valuable pawn. And now that its back, he is taking/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"A frown slipped to Ango's lips, he knew Dazai was correct. That's what made the situation worse for them, the agency had been lucky to get their hands on Dazai before Mori. Dazai had already remembered his ability, and knew how it worked. But Chuuya was a whole different story, unless he remembered, Kouyou was going to have re-train him on how to control it, since it seemed to be in sync with his emotions, Dazai had remembered that much at /br /Another sigh fell from the lips of someone other than Ango or Dazai. "So, what your saying is there is no point in even attempting it?" It was Kunikida this time. And Dazai nodded. "We can do anything about it, even if what Chuuya said was a lie, it doesn't matter because he made the choice either way. Even if there had been an ultimatum behind it. The Mafia has a lot of control, more so than ever. And if they still have that permit. We can't do anything; we will just have to wait and see what happens. I don't like it, but it is a suicide mission to try anything else, not that I would mind." He added as an afterthought./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He narrowly avoided whatever Kunikida threw at him and shrugged. He went over to his desk and sat down, looking at the papers that he had neglected to finish, there was nothing they could do right now. Waiting was the only option they had for the time being, even if Dazai himself was not happy about it. They would just have to deal with things as time progressed, since the police wouldn't handle Mafia /br /Dazai sat at his desk, for now, mostly just staring at the work he didn't want to do. He was listening mostly to Kunikida and Ango's conversation, he was noticing that they seemed a bit more close than normal, he wanted to call it. But he also didn't want to face the rage of Kunikida right now, so he decided against it for the time being. His eyes went over to Atsushi, who look as if he was ready for bed, he was sure he didn't sleep again. He was starting to wonder if Kunikida and Atsushi ever slept at all. If one didn't look tired, the other one did, it was a back and forth /br /He didn't look up until he saw Ango leaving. "See you, Ango~" he called with an all to cheerful smile, making said male freeze for a moment before waving, after that he was /br /Dazai may or may not have just remembered Oda's death at that moment, and Ango span style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: oblique; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"knew/span that smile, which was even more reason he left quickly after that. Dazai was scary when he was mad./p