You have run away from the mafia your entire life, knowing that you have one of the strongest abilities ever recorded, Plagiarism, allowing you to steal others' abilities to use as your own. It is because of this that you found your way into the Arm...
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Kunikida slugged into the office, dropping a box on the ground. The sight distracted you from the game of checkers you were playing, and Kenji took this opportunity to rearrange the board.
"I win!" Kenji exclaimed.
"What?" You looked down at the board.
"Kenji," Kunikida said, "can you bring this box to Dazai? I'm giving him the silent treatment for the day."
"What's in it?" Kenji asked.
Kunikida pushed up his glasses. "Every complaint the agency has ever gotten on his behalf."
It was so full that papers were sticking out the top.
"How many?" you asked.
"I think around four hundred and eight."
Kenji stood and picked up the box. "Is it rude to interrupt when he has a client?"
"Is that what he's been doing all morning?" you asked.
"I think so. There's a woman in there with him," Kenji said.
"Oh, don't worry, Kenji." You got up and took the box from him. "I don't care at all to interrupt them."
You walked down the hallway to the conference room, struggling to keep a hold on the box. You pushed the door open, throwing the box onto the floor. "Delivery."
Dazai was standing while the woman sat across the table. Her hand was in his.
"What is all that?" she asked.
"About four hundred and eight reasons why he's bad at his job." You tapped the box with your foot. "Fraud, property damage, withholding information," you clapped your hands together, "but that's not my business. Carry on." You turned and practically threw yourself out the door.
"(Y/N)." Dazai peered out into the hallway.
"Go on," you said, refusing to look back at him, "finish your work."
A door opened in front of you, making you stumble backwards. Fukuzawa stepped out, meeting your gaze.
"Oh, what do you know? Just the person I was looking for," he stepped over so you could enter, waving Dazai off.
"Have a seat," he said, coming in behind you and shutting the door. He took a seat across from you. "I had some business I wanted to discuss with you."
"Yes sir."
"From what I've observed, it seems that you and Dazai have grown...fond of each other. So I assume he has already told you what I'm about to, but before I get to that, I need you to promise me something," he said.
