#nulllied

“You won’t believe the ridiculous deals they have going on for today’s sale. I could get an entire cookware set for less than half of the regular price. So then, it’s settled.” 

He closes the newspaper rife with advertisements and looks to his newfound frenemy and shopping partner. 

“We’re going shopping, Dezi-kun.” 

Despite being frenemies, he had yet to bother to actually learning Dazai’s name.

It was already far later than Kouyou preferred to be awake, and much later than she preferred to see anyone from the Detective Agency. Mori assigned her to find who had the gall to smuggle where the Port Mafia was and expect them not to notice and to kill them all.

Dazai was a good man now, and useful what with all the rising levels of danger in the city. What was that genius brain thinking, facing a hail of bullets?

 ❝ A ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴏᴏɴʟɪɢʜᴛ, Dᴀᴢᴀɪ? Hᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀʟ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄs ɴᴏᴡ? ❞

She motions with her wrist and Golden Demon readies her blade again as Kouyou draws her own. The rest of the small organization were already dead, leaving this group of five with gun drawn the last members.

          Here at this vantage the entirety of the main casino’s floor was visible. Outlined in scrawling railings that edged each balcony. Focus more on each guest that passed by, each chime or call of the games and tables. Just as the casino overlooked the worlds so too did its manager. Different than a man but far from god. 

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@nascerenity | @null-lied.

" get a new suit and we'll talk then. "

“As if that hat gives you any rights to talk to me about fashion.” 

null-lied:

" silence two.  a ten is talking right now. "

“My lord and savior? Please. The only thing that’s worth believing in is the power of money, Dubai-san.”