With a spring in his step, he strolls into the office wondering if it'll be enough for a grand entrance. Honestly, they might just think it's him being him but his new black one's still at the tailor and Shibuwasa put too much work into this one for it only to be worn once. Though since Dazai spent about an hour actually searching for the thing. That's part of it. The real reason is piss off a certain redhead. Chuuya never did like White Russians when they went out for drinks after all. Or rats in their living quarters.
Of course, used to his antics, almost everyone ignores him. Yosano's not around so she's likely in her office. Atsushi slumped over his desk like a zombie slogging through an already high stack of reports while Kunikida scowl goes from him to Dazai. Haruno and Naomi are organising papers with Kyoka. Junichirou's hiding under his desk whether from his sister or Yosano he's not sure. Kenji seems to be missing, probably moving old records. All together an average day for everyone else.
Though he catches Ranpo at his desk sitting up with a huff and crossing his arms mad that some interrupted him getting a quick nap in. The audacity of some people!
"Morning Dazai!" Atsushi yawns still half-awake. He looks over the white coat curiously. "Going on a job already?"
"Dazai's leaving," Ranpo states bluntly then starts searching for some candy. Which Dazai being the little mix he is, stole the night before. It's not like he didn't figure that out before he started looking Ranpo's just trying to avoid being the one to explain things.
"Leaving?" Atsushi asks, looking to their senior.
Ranpo elaborates with another huff, "Going back to the mafia."
Feeling a minuscule amount of sympathy for having Ranpo being the one to announce his departure, Dazai digs in his pocket for the new bag he'd picked up this morning. He tosses it over to Ranpo while there's a collective, "What?!"
He glances towards Kyoka's direction briefly. Her eyes narrow at him for a second before they go right to the floor. A flower that blooms in darkness huh? Maybe for Kouyou that'd be right but Kyoka's is the type that would wilt if left in the shade too long. She's a piece that fits into the mafia in the same way he doesn't quite fit the puzzle that makes up the Armed Detective Agency.
"You really are a maniac if you think that's a good idea!" Kunikida yells, instinctively shooting out of his chair to get him.
"Aw Kunikida I knew you liked me!" Dazai replies, throwing his hands up in faux surrender. He'll miss the paragon, but he knows they'll be seeing each other again. Fukuzawa and Kunikida. Mori and Chuuya (and him).
That manipulative bastard always wanted him to be the one to succeed him in the case of his demise. In theory it'd be Chuuya taking over. Hirotsu is getting up in years, and Kouyou doesn't want to deal with any more managerial tasks than she already has. As for Dazai who betrayed the mafia, once leaving it to him outright would cause more of an uproar than Mori killing the old boss would. Though it'd be interesting to see how Chuuya would handle having the reins himself...He might see how that goes instead. Sink or swim and dogs can swim can't they?
"So it's time then?" comes Fukuzawa 's low baritone from behind him.
Once upon a time he was asked to see the president in his office.
"You wanted to see me President?" He asked, slipping through the door.
Fukuzawa nodded and gestured towards one of the chairs in front of his desk, "Take a seat."
Dazai complied and he continued, "What does a former mafia boss want with a startup detective agency?
"A job," he replied with a casual shrug. Dazai's still surprised Taneda hadn't warned them about his history when he recommended him. Regardless, Fukuzawa had been willing to give him a chance even after figuring out where he'd worked previously. He'll be forever grateful for that.
Kunikida will have some big shoes to fill if he ever retires. Though he's pretty sure ol' Silverwolf will never entirely let go of his agency of scraggly cats. Including the stray who agreed to go back to his old home so someone else didn't have too.
Dazai giggles, at the thought of Kunikida as a grumpy cat before doing a little twirl in the opposite direction.
"Well tootles! I'm sure we'll be seeing each other again very soon," He says with a wave and a slight smile for the president as he walks closer to the exit.
"Dazai! wait!" Shouts his now awake and running towards his (soon to be former) protégée.
"Huh?" He says spinning back around to answer the tiger. "Yes Atsushi?"
"I-," He stammers, unsure for a second before finding his confidence, "We better meet again! And it better not be because I fished you out of a river again!"
Dazai doesn't know when it'll happen but at some point he'll probably want to jump into a river again. For the time being it's not that pressing.
"I'm proud of you Atsushi," He replies ruffling the other's white hair. Aware they both know he's going to try something out of his book sooner or later. With a slightly more genuine smile tucking at his lip he stops and takes a step back.
"Well then I'll be seeing you."
Like that he walks out before someone can add anything else. Then strolls into the downstairs café and leaves an envelope on the counter for the waitress. It's fair he paid his tab this once, right?
Having tied together all his loss ends he steps outside and dials a familiar number.
"Finally over your rebellious phase are we?" came the teasing reply but Dazai can already see the knowing smirk across the boss' face. Maybe he should have called the rat instead. That would be interesting but he'd rather not be around Dostoevsky until it's time to beat that demon back to hell where he belongs.
Yeah, they knew this day would come. He's really become that predictable, huh? At least he and Yosano will have a lot to drink when they go out for after work drinks now.
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-White Russians are cocktails that actually have nothing to do with Russia, literally only named that because it's made with Vodka. But it's pretty fitting so lol Especially since it's one of those deceptively strong drinks.
-Also always back your stuff up because I lost the original version of this chapter and had to rewrite it from memory awhile ago and it wasn't fun lol
TTYL
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