She stood in front of the ADA building, dreading life. If what Dazai said was true, many people were going to be coming after the boy. The Port Mafia being one of them. The pit of her stomach twisted in a knot. With a heavy sigh, Dante walked into the building, making her way to where she needed to go. It wasn't her first time being there and probably wouldn't be her last. The head of the ADA Yukichi Fukuzawa, constantly tried to reach out to her in order to recruit her, but she always politely declined. He also knew that she was trying to lay low and work from the shadows, however it was possible he gave Dazai her location given the situation. She opened the door to be met with screaming, rubbing her temples, she took a deep breath. Doppo Kunikida had Osamu Dazai by the collar of his jacket, shaking him repeatedly and screaming something, that Dante couldn't quite understand, at him.

"Kunikida, if you keep shaking him like that I think you might actually kill him." Dante chirped quickly, even though she would love to see Dazai cease existence, Kunikida would never be able to live with himself if he was the one to kill Dazai. He stopped shaking his victim, his grey eyes landing on Dante as a wave of familiarity came over them.

"Wow, Dante, back from the dead?" He dropped Dazai abruptly, causing him to crash into the floor loudly. She watched Dazai as he shifted quickly onto his side, facing both Kunikida and her, with his head in his hand and the other on his hip. Very "paint me like one of your french girls". Dante blinked at him slowly, processing what she was seeing, Dazai saw that familiar irritation appear and in a flash Dante's foot was firmly planted against his face.

"Now, Dante. Weren't you the one who just warned me against potentially killing him?" Kunikida coaxed, his hands up knowing exactly how the situation would devolve if he didn't intervene.

"That was because I didn't want you to have that on your conscience. Me? I have no qualms with killing him." She turned and smiled sweetly at Kunikida, vaguely aware of the other detectives that had zeroed in on the situation.

"We can't have that." He said with a sigh as he lifted her up by the underneath of her shoulders. She blinked blankly, not fully processing what had just happened and then quickly recovered. She turned her head slowly, looking at him as best as she could.

"Look here, giant, I've warned you before on picking me up, so put me down before I hurt you." He complied and she brushed herself off, glaring at the 6'2" 22 year old man in front of her. She finally gave herself the chance to absorb his appearance. She had briefly resurfaced from the Underground two years ago to contact Yukichi Fukuzawa about Dazai potentially working at the ADA, it was information she had heard through the Underground grapevine. She met Kunikida at that time also and they immediately hit it off, given the way she was with Dazai mainly when they all met briefly before she went back under. Dazai had not completed his entrance exam to join the ADA yet, but they all had met each other before in passing. He had changed slightly in the two years she had been absent. His daffodil hair had gotten longer and was now in a small ponytail, his grey eyes a hint darker with the knowledge he had gained. He looked wiser almost. She sighed and crossed her arms.

"So, Dazai, where is your new pet?" She looked at him as he pretended to play dead, only to finally snap out of it when he realized she was talking to him. He stood up and patted himself off.

"Atsushi," he waved to someone behind Dante, "come here."

A young boy of about 18 stepped into her line of sight. She took him in; he stood at around 5'6" and looked very timid. He had cloud colored hair that hung shaggy against his face with a slightly longer strip on the right side. His eyes were a segmental heterochromia, violet at the tops of the irises that bled into an almost lemon color. She tilted her head at him.

"I'm Nakajima Atsushi, it's a pleasure to meet you." He bowed deeply to her and she smiled. He was polite and quite adorable.

"So you're my Tiger Beetle," she mumbled this to herself but quickly recovered when he looked at her confused, "I'm Dante Alighieri."

She held her hand out for him to shake and he took it gently with a small smile.

"Dante, here, is the guardian of a certain book that is hidden somewhere in the city. Her family has passed down the duty of guarding it for generations, along with a masterful ability to protect it." Dazai explained and Atsushi nodded in awe.

"He makes it sound so glamorous," Dante giggled, "my ability is called Inferno. There are 9 different levels to it and each one has a different power I can control, it pretty much helps me be able to somewhat handle anything that is thrown at me."

She gave a rough explanation and Atsushi nodded in understanding.

"So what are you doing here?" He meant it politely, but instead it just brought a weight to the situation.

"Well, Atsushi, I'm here to meet you."