[Guessing Chuuya’s plan isn’t easy when none of this was planned at all. It was probably a bad idea - it’s difficult to let go of the stress of feeling like he’s letting down everyone in the Port Mafia by not being there. But he’s ahead on all of his work, so he really has no reason to feel bad.
He allows himself to fall a step behind as Dazai located a coffee place, sending off a few quick text messages, letting his assistant know to cover his duties for the day. He’ll have to let Kouyou know later, too.
He slips his phone back in his pocket, hoping Dazai didn’t notice.]
It’s supposed to taste better in fresh air or something, right?
[And the air is definitely fresher here than in Yokohama, so it works as an excuse. And the sun is up, so maybe they could find a table outside. He’ll order them some breakfast, too, he thinks, because some food will help him figure out what to pretend his actual plan was.
It won’t be convincing either way. He’s wearing his biker outfit, which is a point in favor of this being planned, but yesterday’s makeup is smudged in the corner of his eyes, and his hair is messier than he prefers it. Though he’ll blame that one on the wind.]
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He allows himself to fall a step behind as Dazai located a coffee place, sending off a few quick text messages, letting his assistant know to cover his duties for the day. He’ll have to let Kouyou know later, too.
He slips his phone back in his pocket, hoping Dazai didn’t notice.]
It’s supposed to taste better in fresh air or something, right?
[And the air is definitely fresher here than in Yokohama, so it works as an excuse. And the sun is up, so maybe they could find a table outside. He’ll order them some breakfast, too, he thinks, because some food will help him figure out what to pretend his actual plan was.
It won’t be convincing either way. He’s wearing his biker outfit, which is a point in favor of this being planned, but yesterday’s makeup is smudged in the corner of his eyes, and his hair is messier than he prefers it. Though he’ll blame that one on the wind.]
How hungry are you?