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The day quickly went by as they both settled in their own respective dorms, Dazai quickly fumbling through his pockets, trying to find a very essential item of his—his phone. Dazai looked through this pocket, that pocket… why the fuck were there so many pockets in the bag? Whoever brought him this bag had… questionable choices.
Well, at least it had all of Dazai's essentials. Chuuya seemed to be doing the same, searching for a way to contact his partner as he looked through the things that were packed for him inside of the bag. Clothes, a type of currency, and hygiene products. After around 30 minutes of searching, (God help Dazai's blind ass) he finally found a phone—his phone. He quickly opened up Chuuya's chat to find out the redhead had tried to contact him like, from 30 minutes ago.
Chat > Slug
Slug [7.30PM] : Dazai WAKE THE FUCK UP WHERE ARE YOU
Slug [7.30PM] : Do you not have your phone???
Slug [7.30PM] : The messages are going in hey answer your phone
Slug [7.31PM] : Hello????
Slug [7.40PM] : Are you fucking ignoring me??? Are you serious right now stop leaving me on delivered!
Slug [7.43PM] : Dazai.
Slug [7.44PM] : D
Slug [7.44PM] : A
Slug [7.44PM] : Z
Slug [7.45PM] : A
Slug [7.45PM] : I
Slug [7.45PM] : O
Slug [7.45PM] : S
Slug [7.45PM] : A
Slug [7.45PM] : m
Slug [7.46PM] : U
Missed Call [7.50PM]
Missed Call [7.50PM]
Missed Call [7.51PM]
WTF CALM DOWN I JUST GOT MY PHONE??? : [8.05PM]
Slug [8.05PM] : About fucking time hello the hell were you were you taking a shit??
I was looking for my phone bruh : [8.05PM]
Not my fault there are 239847982374 pockets in my bag : [8.05PM]
Slug [8.05PM] : highkey a you issue here i blame it on that fuckass bandage on your eye you keep religiously like it gives you a third eye
Well fuck you too slug : [8.05PM]
Meet up with me at the cafeteria tmr for breakfast : [8.05PM]
We GOTTA come up w smt : [8.05PM]
Slug [8.05PM] : fine
Slug [8.05PM] : what color’s ur vest uni?? I got this like yellow ish [image attached]
Dude my vest is so ass its neon green [image attached] : [8.05PM]
Slug [8.05PM] : LOLOLOLOLOLOL UR GONNA LOOK LIKE A GREEN HIGHLIGHTER THIS IS SO AMAZING
[message read] I’M LEAVING YOU ON READ. : [8.05PM]
Well, i guess Dazai had atleast established that Chuuya was well alive and breathing from the sound of it. Dazai popped onto bed, phone in hand as he looked around into his apps, settings, seeing if whatever thing, or person, that had brought him here had left any clues.
Cue the next morning, Dazai walked around school, in all his bandaged glory, earning a few stares from the other students, buying some canned crab from the cafeteria where he had no idea why and how they have those, since he just went up to the tenant and asked if they had any canned crab, not complaining though.
In a minute, he saw the red head walk with a tall, white haired wolf man, Dazai simply sauntering his way to Chuuya. “Chibiko~~ how disappointing of you! Walking with another person while I searched for my lost dog? I'm deathly worried!” he said with faux care, dramatically putting a hand on his head.
“You little shit—” Chuuya gritted his teeth as the white haired, tall student watched them. “..do you know this person, Chuuya?” jack asked as he looked at the bandaged first year. “Unfortunatelty.” Chuuya answer, sighing. “HEY! Whaddya mean “unfortunately”? Ill have you know im the best dog owner in this plAce.” “I AM NOT YOUR DOG!” and thus started Chuuya and Dazai's daily banter. Ah yes, not a day goes by without their signature argument. Jack simply looked back and forth from Chuuya to Dazai, before deciding it was too early in the morning to deal with this bullshit.
“Tch— look what you did, mackarel, you SCARED OFF jack!” “oh please, as if the big guy is scared of a shortstack like you” “WHY YOU!” they bickered while looking for a plAce to sit, a grilled cheese in Chuuya's hand that he had bought, and Dazai's canned crab, sitting down while they ate.
“Now, are we gonna come up with something or NOT??” Chuuya says while taking a bite of his breakfast “well, i couldnt find any clues , but we’re definitely not in our world.” Dazai chews through his crab, saying this as if simply announcing the weather. “What.” Chuuya's fAce turned serious.
“How’d you— whatever, but seriously, where exactly are we?” Chuuya knew as much as to not ask Dazai “how” or if he was serious.”The atmosphere is different, the people act as if we’re in some kind of fairytale. A prestigious school like this would have been announced everywhere in yokohama, it would’ve been everywhere.” Dazai took a bite of his crab.
“The people here don't speak japanese. Theres definitely some kind of spell going on here that somehow translated our words to their dialect, and their dialect to japanese. The way EVERYONE immediately were able to pronounce your name perfectly without a ethnic japanese background is a big giveway.” Dazai gets a little more serious here, yet still holding his calm fAce together.
“You got… all that just from how people pronounce my name??” he blinked once, twice, before it finally sunk in. “Well, yeah. Ya think i just sauntered off without a care that we’re kinda kidnapped??” Dazai finished up his crab. “KInd of??? Thats like. Usually what you do.” Chuuya crumpled up the paperbag the grilled cheese was in.
“We dont really know how they’d react to this information, so, well… lets just hope they dont pick it up.” Dazai sighed. “well, the smartest things we can do right now is to look around and see if we can pick up any information.” Chuuya gets up, not waiting for Dazai as Dazai tails from the back.
“Woooow… not even gonna wait for me! How cruel!” Dazai went back to his usual, playful facade, that shit eating grin on his fAce. “You can catch up on your own.” Chuuya answered, scoffing as they walked through the garden. The two freshmen walked through, looking around the grand school, before coming across 7 grand statues, all surrounding the main street.
“What… are those?” Chuuya blinked, looking dazed. “Whoever they are, they’re probably important figures, seeing how the statues are so… well kept and crafted.” Dazai commented. “Well, yeah no shit sherlock, ‘m asking WHO exactly they are.” he scoffed.
“Why is there just a random fucking lion in there, tho?” Chuuya commented, looking at the statue of Scar. “Woah, there. Saying that about one of the great seven is a bold move.” a new voice piped up before Dazai could reply Chuuya, the two snapping their heads towards the new voice.
The boy seemed to have the same shade of hair as Chuuya, a red heart over his left eye. “Who are you to be telling me what to do?” Chuuya raised his head. “Ace trappola~ first year from heartslabyul” Ace snickered, looking down to Chuuya. “Ya know~ you’re pretty short for someone attending college.
“WHAT!? I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW IM 15 AND STILL GROWING!” Chuuya immediately burst into anger, Dazai simply cackling. “We’re the same age, shortstack, yet im taller!” Dazai quipped, poking the shorter ginger. “Wait, what? Did you guys skip a few grades??” Ace tilted his head. “Y–yeah! We’re just smart, unlike… someone.” Chuuya quickly lied through this ass, his voice dripped with mock.
“Oi! Are you implying that im not!? Just because you kids get to enter college a few grades early, doesnt mean i’m not as smart as you. You looking for a fight?” Ace cracked his knuckled “oh, you’re so on.” Chuuya grinned, as Dazai stepped back and watched with popcorn (where the hell did he get that-??) “Goodluck~ you’ll need it” Dazai patted Ace on the shoulder, as Chuuya noticed what Dazai was doing.
“Hey–! I dont need you fucking help, mackare—” before he can continue, Ace immediately springs up “I’ll be taking your most precious treasure!” he said, while whipping out his magic pen… . . . nothing happens. “Wait, what!?” Chuuya quickly took the chance to kick Ace up, amplifying it with his gravity as Ace went flying to the queen of heart’s statue, Dazai snickering in the background. So. Dazai's ability still nullifies magic, even in this universe.
Ace lies on the ground near the statue, feeling like shit as Chuuya puts his foot right beside Ace’s head on the statue, causing a dent on the statue’s foundation. “Not so high and mighty, aren’t ya, trappola!?” he snickered, looking down to Ace. Before Chuuya could further beat the other, the bird man from orientation showed up. “What is going on here? Cease this at once!” he walked to the two. “Oh no! The headmage!” Ace tried getting up, escaping, before Crowley caught Ace and Chuuya by their collar.
“You two-! You dented my statue, this is inacceptable! You’re just asking to be expelled now…. This will not do! State your name and grade!” Crowley folded his hands. “Ace trappola… freshman.” “Chuuya nakahara. Freshmen” the two answered, Chuuya rolling his eyes, Dazai still watching with popcorn. “And you! You just stood there the entire time!” Crowley suddenly turned to the bandaged boy.
“Guilty as charged~~” Dazai chirped back, holding his hands up. “Name and grade!” Crowley asked again as he jotted down the names. “Osamu Dazai. First year.” he grinned. “Right. Listen well, you three! As punishment for today's infractions, you are hereby ordered to wash a hundred windows in the cafeteria!” he snapped.
“WHAT!? Are you insane!? Theres NO way on earth that we’d be able to do that! This is all his fault!” Chuuya immediately rocketed, pointing accusingly at Ace. “You started it! Ace retorted back. “Am i really getting tied to this?” Dazai whined, his lazy ass refusing to clean. “No more arguing! Do it immediately. Are we clear?” Crowley left no room for debate.
Later that day, in the cafeteria, Chuuya and Dazai walks over. “You know the drill.” Chuuya groans, Dazai holding up a bucket of soapy water. “Mhm~ im watchin!” he grins, Chuuya rolling his eyes as a red aura appears around Chuuya, who ran his hand inside the bucket of soapy water, raising his hands, so the water would spread immediately and precisely at the windows, before using his gravity to wipe them back down into the bucket, cleaning efficiently, making the students watch in awe.
“You done yet, slug? Im getting tired just looking at you.” Dazai yawns, propping his head on his hand. “You-! You literally just sat there waiting for me you fucking bastard! Tired my ass!” They immediately went back to bickering. “Cut it! We need to find that fuckass heartslabyul student to do his part! He dipped on us!” Chuuya immediately pointed out, not wanting Ace to get out of the punishment. “Let’s head to his dorm then.” Dazai said while walking to the mirror room, the two set on catching Ace.