Dazai POV

This ugly gloomy evening that dominated in Yokohama today couldn't be colder than it already is. The dark clouds on the sky only signalized that soon some rain drops might spill out. But as for Odasaku, he figured that it wouldn't be a bad idea to met up with Dazai at the Lupin Bar. In the end, he was done with his job today and the atmosphere than hang in the air only fueled the desire to get a cold drink.

However, it was suprisingly difficult for Odasaku to contact Dazai or even come to encounter with him. The first thought that flew through his mind was that Dazai must be busy right now. Perhaps out on a mission or something.. So while his leather shoes hit the wet concrete ground, in process splashing some of the water around, the surface of his mind was empty. He wasn't heading anywhere, right now.. he was just walking. Crossing a big bridge, his eyesight limited because of the darkness that slowly surrounded the world as the night came.

There was this spot where he liked to go out on a walk, alongside a river. Odasaku silently stepped down a stone staircase that was placed nearby the bridge while the sounds of cars that rushed on the road rang in his ears. This spot was placed on a lower level, so the sounds of the road became more shallow. Already sinking in with the vibe — the sky that was catching the dark shade, still having a glimp of dark orange on it, the water silently flowing beside him — Odasaku let hims mind rest.

His eyes opened lightly for only a short pointless moment, but they caught something by the corner. Something he truly didn't expect right now, which was mostly why he had to pause for a moment. His hair blew quietly on the small glamps of wind that travelled in the air, his eyes locked onto a person that sat by the grey brickwall.

"Dazai?" His mind muttered, but he began moving as soon as his head cleared back up. The boy sat there, his knees over his chest implying that he was not in a good mood. Odasaku for a moment thought that he shouldn't bother him too much, but he was looking for him before. Wasn't he? Now he found out that Dazai wasn't exactly out on a mission.

"Dazai, what are you doing there?" His firm voice rang in the air that strangely hushed down, only faint sounds of the cars above them still interrupting the silence.