OOC.
I've been feeling very unwell and haven't been able to access my accounts lately, and certain personal events have led me to decide to take an indefinite break from each of them. If you'd like to talk to me or even my muse, feel free to add me on Discord.
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[There was a mess everywhere, except on the white canvas under the easel. There was a paintbrush behind Dazai's ear and a cigarette between her lips. She looked thoughtful, but began to smile exaggeratedly when the READER arrived.]
"Just in time, ready to begin?"
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[The same detective from that day was staring at him, now sharing the same bed. She rested a hand on her cheek and her elbow on the pillow; she had that same insolent, calm smile.]
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[Now that strange box was also in the detective's hands, who felt like a teacher holding the scattered toys of some troubled child.]
"You must be as bored as I am to do this."
[She used her nullification ability on the box and the lamp to see if they reacted.]
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[She had manners, she was a civilized person, but she preferred to set them aside for a while to judge and theorize about every visible part of that man. It was then that she came to a comical conclusion: he looked a lot like the head of the Armed Detective Agency, Fukuzawa Yukichi.]
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[The first thing he could see was a long curtain of black hair that curled around thin arms and what appeared to be loose bandages scattered across the bed.]
"Finally awake? I thought I'd been rude to decide to die before me. That wouldn't be funny at all."
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"Giving answers on a silver platter is sooo tedious. Come on! Why don't you take a guess? I want to know what words might come to the mind of someone like you."
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[ A tipped over box. Its size was fitting enough to carry an object the exact size of what she held in her hands; either a convenient coincidence or a clue.
Too bad that box carried no labels, nor did it seem to have been sealed at all.
…but more importantly, that lamp was way too dusty. To a_
[ An indisputable fact, yet despite what she may expect, he simply shared the tea, the moment, and the scenery over the bridge without a word. ]
