Continuation for bandagedheart.

[thesettingsun]

[Very few people get this dressed up for a bar crawl. It looks like it'd be hell to wash, and the only reason you'd wear it out to the bar is an obsession with fashion.

So that's one clue about who this patron sitting at a table is, since he forgot to tell other-Dazai how to identify himself. As for him, when he sees Dazai come in with bandages visible on his arms, he makes an (incorrect) assumption that this is the injury that caused that text and thus this is Dazai.

Well, he's half right, at least.]

Dazai!

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[bandagedheart]

[Dazai feigns looking hurt, his hand clutching his chest dramatically.]

Why Shuji-kun, I’m hurt!

[Dazai looks to Odasaku, shrugging.]

Isn’t me being an inexperienced but eager new employee more believable than saying my name is also Dazai Osamu, and that I’m a detective?

[He told a fib. Big deal.]

[thesettingsun]

[Odasaku increasingly "????" in the background. Shuji increasingly pissed.]

I don't give a damn if it's more believable or not, it's a lie. Get out or I'll drag you out.

[bandagedheart]

Fiiiiiine.

[He’ll be back. Maybe he’ll even track down Oda and Ango’s numbers and have a little chat with them later.

Dazai waves goodbye to Odasaku before turning to head out of the library, leaving a scandal in his wake.]