Today, Chuuya had a mission for the Port Mafia to track down an ability user who can swap people's gender. Dazai, being Dazai, was bored and had the day off, so he decided he would attend said mission. It was supposed to be a stake out around places the suspect frequents, so what better cover than a couple on a date??

All was going pretty mundane. Dazai knows that this isn't supposed to be an actual date, but it's been forever since they've been on a date, so Dazai is making the most of it! Hell, maybe he's even a little glad that the suspect hadn't reared his ugly head yet.

It was around noon when the guy walked into the cafe soukoku were currently waiting in. Chuuya was in the midst of calling in subordinates when an altercation started. The guy started issues by harassing the hostess of the cafe, and Chuuya, being the gentleman he is, decided it was time to step in.

Unfortunately, the guy instantly realized what Chuuya was there for and decided to strike, shooting his ability toward the short ginger. Dazai was quick to try and push Chuuya out of the way, only to end up with both of them getting hit, and now the guy was fleeing, covered by the blinding light of his ability hitting.

The two are quick to get out of there and hideout in a secluded alleyway so they can collect themselves, now getting a good look at eachother.

Chuuya would look almost the same if it weren't for her now wider hips and very large breasts - most likely either D or DDs now, her shirt and vest buttons holding on for dear life.

Dazai, on the other hand, was still her tall ass self, but now had long hair that went down to her ass, barely wider hips, and really small, A cup breasts, somewhat constricted against her skin tight shirt and vest.

Chuuya groans as she takes everything in. "God fucking dammit... you alright, Osamu?" She asks