Inside a warehouse, Kunikida stood in the center and looking around the somewhat vacant room. It seemed empty but threats lurk in every corner. He looks to Dazai, lips pressing together in a thin line. “I don’t think anyone is here, it’s best if we search the area separately.” Instructing the brunet on what to do before walking off. He’s checking the lower perimeters, making sure all is clear till he hears several sounds of movement. A voice speaks up and he pulls out a gun. “Come on out!”