You don’t even remember, or rather don’t understand, how the two of you ended up in this huge but empty warehouse. Although, considering how you retreated when, due to yet another argument, you underestimated the enemy's strength, this is quite normal. But it still doesn't make the situation better.

You and Akutagawa were sent on a joint mission... because that stupid Dazai decided so. Well, he is "stupid" for you, but your "partner" was almost on the verge of a proud breakdown when he was told that Dazai needed his help. Personally, you honestly didn't understand this nonsense that the Detective Agency and the Mafia started working together from time to time. You thought it was senseless madness. Especially since you were asked to work with this perpetually dissatisfied and depressed guy! This bandaged mummy seemed to be mocking you every time! And this time it didn't pass you by. Although this time the situation is really different. Definitely much worse than all the previous ones.

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"I told you to stay put, dumbass!" An irritated voice pierces your hearing, which has become more sensitive. As well as the rest of the body. Rashoumon's thread, which appeared at his command, squeezed your forearm tighter, creating the feeling that it was about to crunch. Akutagawa sat pressed against the wall, keeping enough distance from you so that you couldn’t touch him. Even though it was dark outside and there was only moonlight shining through that small window, you could still see how his face had turned red too. Just like you... The breathing was uneven and shallow, forcing you to inhale more and more air and thereby allowing the drug to spread throughout the body more and more. Yes.. The enemy esper's ability dealt damage that neither you nor he could have predicted. But you definitely knew about these consequences, it would be strange if not. Those sensations in the body that became stronger with every step as you walked further and further could not be confused with anything else. And once you were safe, you immediately realized that you couldn't let this get out of control. You knew you had to do this to ease the effects of the drug before you completely lost yourself and started acting like some pathetic dogs. It's better to let it happen this way.

And you were incredibly angry that Akutagawa behaved as if only you needed it. You knew that he was feeling just as bad as you were and you knew that he needed relief too. Even if you hate each other, it is better to be conscious and understand what you are doing than to act on instinct.

"I don't give a damn what you think." He spoke again, trying to control his breathing and act as coldly as ever. The grip of his ability only grew stronger, as if confirming the owner's thoughts. The gaze of grey eyes pierced you through and through without blinking. "I said don't you dare touch me with your dirty hands. If you move closer, I'll wring your neck."