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I’ve uploaded it on my Instagram! However, it’s fun to see it here because I feel like reading a real webtoon <3

Thank you for reading!

Atsushi could be an RK-900 who helps a suicidal detective (we all know who will play this role right? of course, it’s our beloved Dazai-san) solving cases related to deviants. However, he ends up busy doing the optional task: prevent Dazai-san to commit suicide.

In the past, Dazai worked with a prototype of RK-800 named Sakaguchi Ango. He lost his dearest friend (a friendly neighborhood cop named Odasaku) because Ango, as a machine, chose to sacrifice him in a mission. The event made Dazai despise Atsushi in silence whenever he dies before his eyes, and respawn again at his side tomorrow morning.

“If only Odasaku can be like you... well, I can’t blame you anyway. That’s just what people do, right.”

“Do what, Dazai-san?”

"Fukuzawa-dono, what did you wish for?”

Mori Ougai was shocked.

Or not, after he thought about it for a while.

His bodyguard (now, ex-bodyguard) was always like that. He favored old school yukata instead of western clothing. He drank tea like someone else’s grandfather. He looked and act like ten, probably twenty years older than his age.

Mori Ougai thanked Natsume Souseki for his effort in arranging a meeting to celebrate their tripartite’s anniversary, because, he finally could see the man again. He was busy with some mafia works, just like his ex-bodyguard and his small agency.

Ah, so it’s a formal kimono today.

Fukuzawa Yukichi walked slowly, approaching him.

I could imagine him walking with a cane. It suits him, and the way he walks.

As he came closer, the wrinkles under his sharp metallic eyes looked clearer to Mori Ougai.

He still smells like tea. It feels nostalgic somehow... wait, I thought no one would want that kind of haircut in this era.

Despite these thoughts of him, Mori could not help to grin. He raised both of his eyebrows, letting his mischievous laugh out of his dry lips.

“You look like an old man.”

“You look like ... a movie.”

Wait, what.

“I mean,” Fukuzawa seemed uncomfortable even after carefully chose his words before, “stylish...? I feel like-- ”

“You sound like a song.”

His cheerful gaze while singing the lyric made Fukuzawa even more, more uncomfortable. Fukuzawa tried not to make eye contact. However, it was just like what Mori missed after their last meeting.

Do you know that pleasant feeling when you know you pissed off someone so composed?

And, yeah, after unable to see his frowning face for a long, long, time.

“Don’t sing here.”

“My God, this reminds me...”

In the end, Fukuzawa could only let out a long, long sigh.

so there’s this brush named smdg in my good old sai and I just swoosh swoosh the background around

what do you think ;;;; I know I suck at drawing background ahaha but at least I try

I know it is not a correct costume for the collab but after seeing Dazai and his ???ponytail??? idk whats that... I thought Fyodor would look good too with that kind of hair

and the baker costume is cute omg

I had searched for the right word for “squeezing a paper until it becomes a messy thing” and they said that crumple up was the best choice. Thank you for reading.