Following this excellent revelation of Y.en Pr.ess’s translation, I went to find some instances of Chuuya’s—sorry, Chuoya’s—name being mentioned, and this is what I did with my time instead of writing/translating/being a productive member of society.
“Still up to no good huh, Dazai!”
The sound of footsteps on the stairs followed that exclamation, but Dazai didn’t need that to confirm who it was. In horror, he turned his head and said, after a disbelieving pause, “That voice……”
“This scene is fantastic,” the Port Mafia executive, Nakahara Chuoya, said. “Better than a billion-dollar artwork, even.”
(Nakahara Chuoya’s First Appearance, Chapter Ten, Bungou Stray Dogs)
There was no compromise in his eyes as the mafia executive glared at Dazai. Dazai looked back at him silently, the broken shackles hanging from his wrists.
“I’ll destroy each and every plan you have,” he continued, his index finger hooked in an obvious challenge to the other man.
“……Chuoya……” Dazai raised both his wrists, the look in his eyes as uncompromising as Chuoya’s.
Dazai snapped his fingers, and before Chuoya could understand what he was up to, the shackles fell apart like flimsy tissue, falling to the ground with sad clangs as though they realised how futile they had been—when faced against the pin in Dazai’s hand.
(Nakahara Chuoya Confronting Dazai Osamu, Chapter Ten)
Dazai let out a little laugh, the smile on his face a clear taunt. “What’s this, giving up? ‘Chuoya hunted by the organisation owing to me’—that would have had a marvellous ring to it too.”
Chuoya gritted his teeth, feeling the taunting words jabbing at him, but unable to do anything about this situation he had been forced into. “Damnit……”
(Nakahara Chuoya’s Defeat, Chapter Eleven)
“Cheers, but one amendment.” Dazai’s grin was as infuriating as ever when Chuoya turned to look at him. “My current dream is committing a lovers’ suicide with an exquisite woman, so there’s not even a smidgen of joy to be gained being killed by you. Sorry ‘bout that.”
He certainly didn’t sound sorry at all. And Chuoya was no longer surprised by what the man said. Without even sighing, he said, “Ah, that so……then next time I’ll find a beautiful woman who wants to commit suicide.”
Dazai’s beam was something altogether revolting. It even seemed as though he was sparkling. “Chuoya……so you’re really a nice bloke all along?” he said with hope and wonder in equal parts.
“I meant I want you to hurry up and die, idiot.”
(Dazai Osamu’s Realisation of Nakahara Chuoya’s Niceness, Chapter Eleven)
Looking at the man standing upside down on the ceiling, it clicked for Yosano. “That sort of Special Ability……” Yosano said with a dangerous expression. “You’re the ‘Gravity Manipulator’, Nakahara Chuoya, aren’t you?”
(Yosano Akiko and Miyazawa Kenji Fighting Nakahara Chuoya, Chapter Twenty Two)
“Only one, meaning……” Chuoya looked up with sudden understanding. “You intend to use ‘Corruption’?”
Dazai might have been laughing before, and even now there was still a smile on his face. But his voice was hard when he said, “We’re termed ‘Double Black’ due to once using ‘Corruption’ to annihilate an enemy organisation, together with their buildings, in a single night.” Those dark eyes that seemed to capture not even a spark of light narrowed. “Yet……should I be tardy in supporting, Chuoya will die. The choice belongs to you.”
(The Old Double Black Facing a Pinch, Chapter Thirty One)
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