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"You can’t talk. What, did someone tear the vocal chords from your throat or something, that’s the dumbest thing anyone here’s said. And I watched a grown man dress like a cat and post up ‘Love yourself because I love you’ notes all over the first island."

「It's personal.」

                                                 ”Is it? I didn’t take any notice.”                                                          ”If that’s not the deal, though, there has to be a reason why you’re here, right? I don’t take you for the type to want to hang around a bunch of high school kids who kill each other for a living.” Irony. 

        Perhaps just foolish         thinking.         Izaya, she knew, was         good at throwing her         into that.

He’ll goddamn swim back to the mainland if he has to.

       Other than that,        of course.

"Well, if he finds out you’re missing, I’m sure he’ll come running right? He’s hard to get rid of like that." As much as that guy annoyed him, at least he was reliable in that respect.

  「Unfortunately, it's       all we can do for now.       ... That is true, though ...       It would be nice to see him       again, but I don't want him       getting hurt...       again.       Thank you, though.」

                         What in the world.

"But now I can’t go back because all of the flights are delayed." His fists tightened in anger. He was close to storming over to the airport and punching out one of the pilots.

「I don't like it, but I'm    not quite sure why I    ended up here myself.    I do remember the    invite, though.」                                                                             Pause; 「Do you think Shinra    will show up? Should    I even want him here?」

                           ”Did you finally get tired of his antics and decide to leave?”     “Don’t get me wrong, he’s a good friend, but I don’t blame you. He’s not all there.”

「That's a bit obscure,  even for you.」

                                                                                          Strange.

                        Izaya, none other, one who brings workload upon her;                         yet memory is almost...                                                             fuzzy.

The man had arrived in time to catch a bunch of gloomy kids. “What the hell is everyone so sad about?”

「Shizuo.          What are you doing here?」

7/15 Celty Sturluson

↳ Celty Sturluson and Shizuo Heiwajima

I am who I am and there is nothing wrong with that