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This was one of the many jobs that ADA had to do with The part mafia.
This time they were going to take care of a lite gang around the port. The mafia usually didn’t care about small organisations like this one but then they had started to kill mafia workers. Kunikida had asked what this had to do with them and the president had simply said that it maybe was a small organisation now but it could soon grow into a bigger threat and turn out like the Guild so it was better to dispose of them as quickly as possible.
So there they were, Dazai, Kunikida, Atsushi and Chuuya.
At first they were doing fine until a weird red glow engulfed Dazai. An ability.
Dazai could easily dispose of it but when he reached out to touch it nothing happened. He frowned. This was weird, there were no exceptions in his ability but this maybe was one of those he would need to touch the user to cancel.
The red light engulfed him and then it disappeared. As quick as it had appeared. The ADA members stared at the person standing at the place their coworker had just stood.
Chuuya gasped. He remembered this person, it was still Dazai but younger. With a black cloak and those bandages covering his left eye. It was the 15 year old Dazai.
Dazai stared at them and the fist to break the silence was Atsushi.
“Dazai-san, is that you?”
Instead of an answer the Dazai in front of them just stared at them. Then he suddenly smirked.
“How do you know my name?”
His eyes slowly travelled over the people in front of him. Then he saw Chuuya and suddenly his smirk disappeared. He looked shocked. It was a rare expression for Dazai.
“Chuuya, why are you here and why do you look like that?”
Dazai looked stressed. Before Chuuya could even open his mouth he had a gun pointed at him.
“What is happening?”
Atsushi was the one that answered him.
“You were hit by an Ability”
Dazai slowly looked at the boy and said.
“That's not possible” He looked at Chuuya and Chuuya nodded. This only made Dazai look even more stressed.
“What happened?” he asked again.
When Atsushi and the others were done explaining, Dazai just nodded.
“So if I get this tight we're just going to dispose of some dudes, right?”
“Right” Chuuya said.
He was a little uneasy about this. Dazai didn’t seem so shocked when he learned that he had left the mafia.
Dazai said he was going to go first and take care of the boss but suddenly Chuuya was forced to snap out of his thoughts by gunshots. They echoed through the tunnel they were in.
Chuuya and Atsushi locked eyes with each other before they sprinted down the tunnel toward the sound of the gunshots. Kunikida was close behind but when they came to the big cave they stopped dead in their tracks. The cave floor was lined with dead bodies filled with bullet holes.
And in the middle of the cave, blood soaking through this black coat. It was Dazai.