2 Pairs of Glasses and 1 Shoe

by TheManhattanProject12

Dazai wakes up to find two pairs of glasses and a shoe with no recollection as to how he came to posses these items. Nevertheless, he proceeds (or attempts to) throughout the usual working ritual as hints and the occasional fist to the face work to unclog his memory. ***This stemmed from a prompt on Tumblr by unblockingwritersblock

2. Chapter 2

The shops lining the streets glistened and glittered with the wares for sale. From pastries to jewelry, any and everything could be found within the store windows temping prospective customers. The brunette strolled idly by, occasionally stopping to admire the goods, or women within the stores.

This pattern continued until the steps of the Detective Agency were reached. A cacophony of voices could be heard, all of varying tones. Some were calm and collected while others pierced through the relative tranquility with the malcontent that laced their words. Eager to discover the source behind the conversation at hand, Dazai placed his ear onto the dark wood door, careful to position his body under the small window of the door.

"Resources, Time, Personal Belongings! This man has managed to squander them all, and yet he remains in our ranks. Noseda? Noseda" Kunikida said, pounding his fists against the desk "Someone give a reason why I shouldn't petition to have him released on the spot!"

"Because he's the second greatest strategist next to me - despite being a far second at best." chimed in Ranpo before returning to the task of pilfering through the doughnut box. Upon finding the next sweet to be ingested, he continued his dialogue "Besides, he has ties to the Port Mafia which will no doubt come in handy despite the initial burden they seem to possess".

"Yes, but..."

The conversation continued which each member giving a valid reason for Dazai's continued involvement in the agency. Just as Kunikida sighed and prepared to admit defeat, the phone in the office rang and Naomi sauntered into the adjacent room to pick up.

After the conversation had concluded, Dazai decided to leisurely stroll in, showering his colleagues in praises and terrible, head shaking jokes. Mid-joke, Naomi re-entered the room and scanned slowly. As her eyes surveyed the office, they stopped at Dazai and she walked over.

"Dazai-san, there's a man on the phone that wishes to speak to you!"

Dazai inspected the phone for a few seconds before perking up and eagerly speaking into it.

"Dazai Osamu Armed Detective Agency, It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, How may I help you today?"

"Dazai-san, I trust you know the reason for this conversation

To Be Continued