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Akutagawa got out of the shower, which was only a few minutes, and made himself ready for bed.
The day today was chaotic, but surprisingly easy. He was thankful that Dazai didn't give him a hard mission to do, and even more thankful that he decided not to train him.
Although, a part of him was a bit upset. Was he not good enough?
But he decided not to focus on it. After all, it was an easy day. He wasn't all that upset.
As he was about to climb to his bed, his door opened. His mouth opening to yell at his sister, but quickly shut when he saw none other than his mentor standing there.
Dazai, his mentor, wearing a brand suit—oh, like the one he wore on that 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯!
Akutagawa was too focused admiring Dazai's suit that he didn't notice that his mentor was handing him something.
It was..a suit that looked just like Dazai's.
Uh, but why?
As if hearing his thoughts—or looking at his face, Dazai started explaining, "wear this. We're going on a mission together."
Akutagawa blinked.
"We're going to a prettier restaurant. And I don't want you looking like a peasant"
Ouch.
"Come out in 5," And he closed the door behind him.
Ah, this might be why he got an easy day today..
Sleep? Yeah, looks like that's going to wait..
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Dazai led the boy in the (possibly stolen) car and they arrived in the restaurant..
Akutagawa's eyes widened at the sight of it. It looked like one of those rich restaurant rich people would go to! Does Dazai have the money for them both?
Akutagawa shake his head. this was a mission after all. It's not like they're here to genuinely eat or something.
They entered the place and the waiter showed them their sitting area. Akutagawa couldn't be more confused when he saw that there were only two chairs.
Oh, was he supposed to stand while the other person is supposed to sit? So Dazai has a seat, and that person across will—
"What are you doing?" Dazai's voice broke Akutagawa's chains of thoughts.
The boy looked at his mentor, sitting, and looking up at him with that cold expression on his face..
"I'm—"
"Sit. No need to stand. I would've asked for one chair if so"
That made Akutagawa more confused, but he couldn't disobey his mentor, so he sat down on the empty chair.
The waiter arrived and Dazai ordered for Akutagawa, not for himself. Huh.
The food arrived, and Akutagawa begin to eat awkwardly.
I mean. Come on! His mentor was sitting across from him, not eating, and just staring! Plus, this was a mission, so how come nothing has happened yet?
Without realizing it, Akutagawa started blinking a lot to a nearby waiter.
"Why are you blinking so much?" Dazai asked, making the boy flinch and stare at his mentor.
What an eerie smile on his face..uuugh...
"I.. may have something in my eye" Akutagawa replied, not remembering when he was blinking so much. But saying that would make it seem like he's a liar.
A hummed escaped Dazai's mouth, before the guy took the restaurant knife and started leaning on the table, towards him!
"Let me take it out for you then" Dazai insisted. And Akutagawa leaned back immediately, and praying Dazai didn't notice that.
"No sir..it's fine" He murmurs. But in reality, he didn't trust Dazai with a knife. And, it's for obvious reasons.
Dazai let out a Huff, "how boring" And leaned back, dropping the knife back on the table.
A waiter did notice that interaction and came up to them, leaning down to Akutagawa and then asked a question that couldve killed the two!
"Hey sir, you've been blinking at me." The waiter starts, "Is it because your date is a freak?"
Akutagawa could 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 Dazai's intense eyes staring at him. His lips trembling as he replied with a no, and the waiter left, and silence wrapped around their table again.
Akutagawa picked at his food, appetite long gone, but Dazai didn’t seem to mind. He was just sitting there, chin propped on his hand, eyes fixed on him like a cat watching a cornered mouse.
Every bite made Akutagawa more tense. Was this the test? Was poison hidden in the food? Was the restaurant about to be attacked?
Minutes ticked by...but nothing happened.
Finally, Akutagawa set his chopsticks down. “...When does the mission start?”
Dazai tilted his head, lips curling into that infuriating smile. “Mission?”
Akutagawa stiffened.
“Yes, the mission,” he repeated, slowly, "the..reason we're..here?"
Dazai leaned back in his chair, utterly at ease. "Oh right.. the mission. yes, the mission"
He's..just repeating words now.
... This.. Is starting to feel like the last time.. That can't be, right?