IT’S THE SAME OLD JOKE, over and over again, and yet to him, it amuses him so because it irritates Chuuya so. Dazai doesn’t have to try, actually; he doesn’t need to speak to set off Chuuya. He does it so naturally too, it’s almost as though it’s second nature to him at this point as he knows what to say, how to say them, how to use them, and most of all, he knows Chuuya.
❝ Hm? Oh —, that’s right, you’re not a hat rack. Hat racks are much taller, aren’t they? ❞
And Dazai would rather Chuuya not tell those women, of course, there’s nothing to gain from it aside for some sweet revenge for all that Dazai has done until now and has yet to do because, without a doubt, he’s probably already plotting something in some corner of his mind. He’s always 20 steps ahead!
People change, they say. The more things change, the more they stay the same, they say. And, certainly Dazai’s heart and soul have long already been STAINED black - one might say it’s always been that way, and that, certainly, will never change but make no mistake, he can try.
❝ Well, you know— my chances are like one in two-million five hundred thousand-something! ❞ Not like he’s counting on those odds, ( one must wonder where he gets his numbers. Out of thin air, perhaps? No, that’s unlike him, of course ).
“Ha!You piece of fucking shit you’ve got some damn nerve saying that!”
Pissed off, & wanting to punch that smug shit Chuuya just gritted his teeth. Sameshitty statement every damn time! Fists clenched, & the idea of justtelling the women drifted in his mind. Sweet revenge, but Dazai unfortunatelywasn’t a moron even he could admit such a ridiculous thing. Just having theother’s presence here was enough to grate on his already thin patience, but thesecond he heard the last sentence a laugh erupted from him.
Call him what he wanted, but right now Dazai was nothing short of being a comedian.Black hearted people never changed no matter how much shit they tried to do tothink otherwise. Smugly smirking towards his Ex-Partner crystal blue hues flickeredin amusement. Dazai was smart, but right now he was the biggest moron in Chuuya’seyes. What a pitiful existence he was living now, it almost made him want tovomit.
“Yourchances are shit, just like you changing is complete shit. Grow up, & smell the fucking roses Dazai. You’re black blooded, & no matter what you do it’salways going to be like that. Pull all those numbers out of your ass like you’re good at. Whatever makes you sleep at night ‘ Armed Detective.’ ”
Scornful words laced with the up-most bitterness hissed out mockingly. He had to wonder why the disgusting position now. There were factors as to why Dazai left, that much he was sure of, though he never cared to inquire much about it. Leather gloved hands reached around his pockets as they clasped onto his lighter tightly.
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