The Armed Detective Agency had just gotten a new case.
Everybody was to meet in the briefing room to discuss what was known.
Dazai never took these briefings seriously as well.. he was him. He'd often pretend not
to be listening, or put on headphones and pretend to listen to his favourite song
"Double Suicide" but in reality, he was listening to everything.
This afternoon he was the last to enter the briefing room and when he saw the images
on the table, he froze.
He knew exactly who these people were.
He swallowed once, catching Ranpo's gaze but he then quickly looked away. Dazai sat
down near Kunikida, wanting to annoy him during the meeting, maybe that'd cover up
his feelings about this..
The president of the agency was present and would be explaining things these people
had done.
Once everybody was seated, Fukuzawa began.
Dazai didn't listen to much of the greetings, he couldn't tear away his stare from the
paper.. these two people..
..they were..
..his parents..
"These two people have been responsible for the deaths of over 150 gifted citizens and
there is rumours they'd had a child.." Fukuzawa said in his usual monotone voice. "And
according to our sources.. that child was abused.." He paused. "We're unusurehow long
ago this was and the child was never actually registered with the same name as them..
so it's difficult to determine if they're even alive.."
The agency members have concerned and slightly shocked expressions. Who would
abuse their own child..
Dazai's leg was shaking beneath the table as he struggled to calm his breathing. He
knew he was getting looked at but nobody was saying anything.. so he should be fine
for now.. right..?
"Dazai, Are you okay? You're shaking." Atsushi spoke up, concerned as he wasn't used
to seeing Dazai act like that.
"Shit!" Dazai thought to himself. Why'd he need to speak up!? He was fine, right? Yeah..
no.. He didn't know how much longer he could stay in this room, time felt slow. He had
to speak up now or they'd keep asking.
"I'm fine. It's just a bit cold in here, don't you agree?" He smiled, pulling out his best
acting skills for this. He was a master at disguising his emotions. After all, he'd been
doing this all his life.
It made sense, it was mid-winter and currently snowy season in Japan. But Dazai was
wearing so many layers.. His bandages, his shirt, his jacket and his coat..
"I guess maybe he's still cold.. after all his coat does look more like a summer coat."
Atsushi thought to himself whilst the rest had similar thoughts.
"Oh, makes sense" Atsushi replied, returning a smile to his mentor. "If you want Dazai-
san, I can turn the heater on?"
"Oh no. It's fine. Carry on." He brushed it off as he wasn't actually cold. He secretly had
fleece bandages on, sure he was self-destructive but it didn't mean he wanted to
freeze to death!
Maybe that was over dramatic but Dazai was in himself over dramatic soo.. is it that
surprising..?
During the meeting, the things his parents had done kept being brought up and about
their child.. they wanted to meet the child.. but little did they know.. he was at this
table..
Dazai's parents had been murdering innocent gifted people and harvesting their
abilities.
His parents were destined to meet, their abilities were so similar and they'd both been
shunned as children from society due to their ability.
But.. That didn't excuse the evil and chaos they caused.. The pain they made for so
many families across Japan as they slaughtered people's children, brothers, sisters,
partners, mothers, fathers.. Anybody.. Nobody was exempt..
His parents were shocked when Dazai was born.. He didn't have their ability..
His parents plan had been to send him into orphanages and gain the trust of gifted's
they could make use of the abilities of.
But, Dazai was born different.. This wasn't right.. He was born seemingly ability-less
but then his parents noticed as Dazai learnt to walk..
Every time he'd attempt to hug his parents, they couldn't use their abilities..
Dazai Osamu was a curse..