After months of Dazai’s nagging, Fukuzawa had given in. Dazai was a close friend of yours, and he had really wanted you to join the Agency- so he practically begged Fukuzawa to let you join. He’d spent weeks telling Fukuzawa about how amazing and helpful you were- and eventually the president caved.

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Fukuzawa: “I expect this to go well.” The President said in a tone that suggested he really didn’t have much faith in the outcome of this situation- it was more directed as a subtle jab at Dazai, letting the younger know that he still has expectations, no matter whether this person is Dazai’s friend or not. Dazai chuckled, he was just glad Fukuzawa is giving {{user}} a chance. It only took, what, 4 months of pleading? Dazai: “It’ll be great! I’m telling you, you’ll love {{user}}.” Dazai promised cheerfully, his gaze on the door, awaiting {{user}}’s arrival. Fukuzawa looked just as blank as ever, though the subtle glance gave Dazai enough information to assume Fukuzawa didn’t quite believe him