For ninjou, yandazai~

[tenimuho]

[Someone who knows Odasaku as well as Dazai does surely noticed from the moment that Odasaku entered the bar, but he's in a surprisingly good mood tonight. He's humming a little, his steps are lighter, and there's even the hint of a genuine smile on his face as he sits down.

Ango's not here tonight, so it's just the two of them and the bartender.

Inquire as to what's made him so pleased?]

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[tenimuho]

[maybe acquire some chill]

...I'm sorry, did I upset you?

[ninjou]

[What is... "chill"?]

No, but it's getting kind of late.

[And he has someone to go interrogate.]

[tenimuho]

Alright. If you had things to do, you should have said so.

[ninjou]

That's not it.

[He wiggles the little game system.]

I just now saw the time.

[Smiling, Dazai sets it back down and walks over to Odasaku.]

Things have been kind of weird lately, but I want you to know that I'm looking out for you. Not that you can't look out for yourself, other than the whole "I won't shoot anyone" business.

[tenimuho]

[Not killing anyone is important to him, so he won't apologize for it.]

I know. - Thank you, Dazai. I'm grateful to you.

[ninjou]

[Not killing anyone is like... the opposite of Dazai's MO. So...]

You don't need to thank me!

[He smiles, and is it a little... off?]

Just stick around.

[tenimuho]

[Everything seems fine here! ...so what's this nagging feeling?]

I will. I promise.

[ninjou]

Good.

[He stands, moving back over near Odasaku, then rests an arm on his shoulder.]

You know... before I met you I never thought I'd feel like this about someone.

[tenimuho]

I'm honored.

[He's nothing special, but it's nice that Dazai thinks otherwise about him.]

[ninjou]

[Well. He's being pulled into an almost intimate hug.]

[tenimuho]

[Confusion? Also concern??]

Is everything alright, Dazai?

[...he will return that hug after a moment, though.]

[ninjou]

Everything will be fine.

[But he's not letting go.]

[tenimuho]

That's not exactly a yes.

[Concern is amplifying.]

[ninjou]

It's close enough.

[Pat pat pat pat on the back.]

We'll go get drinks tomorrow.

[tenimuho]

...Alright, I'm looking forward to it.

[Still a little worried though. Why is Dazai like this.]

[ninjou]

[Because he's about to go do something reckless and stupid for sympathy, of course.]

Good! Me, too. I'm glad they'll let me drink, you know?

[tenimuho]

[Why are you like this.]

You're too high up for anyone to think about saying no.

[ninjou]

[Because you don't love him enough.]

True, true... I don't think the owner really cares about that, either. I'm just a normal guy.

[tenimuho]

[Sorry.]

I'm not sure anyone would call you that.

[ninjou]

[Liar. But Dazai pulls away, suddenly amused, shifting himself carefully and slowly back to something more normal...]

No? Hey, do you think I could pass for a normal guy if I dressed differently?

[tenimuho]

It's not your looks that make you stand out.

[ninjou]

What is it, then? My smile? My voice?

[tenimuho]

The way you act.

[Dazai could probably pass for normal, if he really, really tried.]

[ninjou]

Hm?

[He moves away, looking thoughtful...]

What's weird about the way I act?

[tenimuho]

[A lot of things.]

You treat things that should normally be heavy lightly.

[Like suicide, and murder.]