[The memories are coming back now, months spent in a strange world, living with Dazai. It can't be real, but it's so clear in his head that it can't be ignored either.
So the mention of that annoying detective threw him off for a second. That felt like it had been ages ago, although when he thought about it some more, he was pretty sure he'd only just got out. It was strange, like his memories were overlapping with each other.
He shook his head, and then pushed his way past Dazai into his apartment.]
Forget about that.
[Chuuya definitely wasn't forgetting about it, but his enemy there was Ranpo, not Dazai. And it could wait.
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[The memories are coming back now, months spent in a strange world, living with Dazai. It can't be real, but it's so clear in his head that it can't be ignored either.
So the mention of that annoying detective threw him off for a second. That felt like it had been ages ago, although when he thought about it some more, he was pretty sure he'd only just got out. It was strange, like his memories were overlapping with each other.
He shook his head, and then pushed his way past Dazai into his apartment.]
Forget about that.
[Chuuya definitely wasn't forgetting about it, but his enemy there was Ranpo, not Dazai. And it could wait.
This was more urgent.]
How's your head?