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THREE YEARS AFTER THE INCIDENT
‘What the fuck.
WHAT THE FUCK.
SHIT SHIT SHIT GODDAMNIT FUCK YOU ODA WEAR A FUCKING CONDOM YOU FERTILE ASSHOLE’
That is all that Yosano could think as she stared at her ex beloved, and his FUCKING CHILD. What was even worse was how the kid looked like a mini-Oda down to the very last GODDAMN DETAIL.
’I knew returning to Yokohama for old times sake was a mistake, but no! Nobody listened to me!’ Yosano thought eyes narrowed. She took a photo of the lanky brunette and his child before moving in the opposite direction as fast as she could in the cute heels she was wearing that day. She needed to be far away enough to text the group chat while avoiding Dazai seeing her.
Every happy memory and emotion she had for him were long tainted, she didn't want to even see the bastard’s face. No words could explain the emotions she felt when Oda first told her what Dazai did. The bastard just HAD to cheat on not just two, but SIX FUCKING PEOPLE. Yosano was quite frankly appalled, not just at how insatiable Dazai was but also at how she allowed herself to be betrayed by the first man she let in her heart in years. Yosano handed Dazai her trust, and he crushed it along with five others. Her solace was her polycule… the other five. They taught her that she can love again. That she can trust some men to not do what Dazai or the doctor did. That's the only thing she can thank Dazai for, leading her to men that are worth a damn. And these men brought her to her new home in Tokyo, their fish, and her happiness.
Yosano has no idea why her beloved idiots wanted to visit Yokohama other than for Atsushi and Akutagwa, something about nostalgia that Yosano didn't care for. She only came to avoid being left home alone, but look where that's brought her. Yosano frantically grabbed her phone and opened their group chat, her foul mood leaking into the air around her and disturbing passers-by.
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Idiots and Yosano
ODA YOU FUCK
Oda: Woah why are we coming here with this negative energy
MAYBE BECAUSE OH I DON'T KNOW, YOU KNOCKED DAZAI UP!
Chu: you WHAT
Sig: I’m so tired.
Kun: There is no way that Bandaged Bastard had a kid and it's not dead yet
Well, it's clearly here and looks exactly like that FERTILE BASTARD. I even took a picture
[Image Attached]
Oda: Oh wow
Sig: Did he notice you?
No, otherwise I would be on the news.
Chu: back to the kid, He and oda are so alike it's scary.
Fyo: I don't even know what to say.
Oh, I know, how about we talk about WHAT TO DO?
Oda: Let's regroup at the hotel and talk about this.
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About three minutes later, Yosano reached the Motel they were staying in. Only Sigma was there, him being the closest person to their current living situation. It showed on Sigma’s face how concerned and upset he felt by the news with his pretty lips turned downward and his eyebrows furrowed just a bit as if he was trying to think of solutions. Yosano walked over, kicking her heels off on the way and sitting on the bed next to sigma
“How are you taking the news?” she asked, gently rubbing his thigh. The taller male sighed, turning and hugging Yosano gently “A bit hard. I don't know what we are gonna do, Yosano.” The doctor nodded in understanding at this “I know darling… I know.” The woman comforted, only moving from their position once he heard the door open, revealing a winded Kunikida.
“There is no way that kid is Oda’s! Dazai probably just replaced Oda with some random guy who looked a lot like him…” uncharacteristically, tears started to well in Kunikida’s eyes “It can't be Oda’s!” he shouted tearfully, face scrunching up not only from anger but effort to hold back his tears. Yosano was quick, getting up and pulling the blonde man to the bed and sitting him down. Yosano then started hugging them both, tightening her grip just the slightest bit when she felt quiet sobs escape Kunikida’s mouth. Just then Chuuya came in, kicking his shoes off quickly and speed-walking to the growing cuddle pile, offering his excessive body heat as a comfort to his partners.
Fyodor was the next to come in. he reached down and took off his shoes, leaving them neatly by the door. He then came over, rubbing Kunikida’s shaking back and kissing his tear-stained cheeks softly. Finally, the last person, Oda came in. He watched the cuddle pile and sighed, sitting with them.
“What are we gonna do? I can't with good conscience ignore this. Dazai has a two-year-old kid, and I’ve done nothing to contribute to their life. I need to support them in some way, whether it be by taking partial custody or paying child support.” The group showed various signs of approval at what Oda said except for Kunikida.
“We need to find him first.” Chuuya mumbled, sitting back from hugging Kunikida “That's the hard part. We won't find him if he doesn't want to be found.”
Yosano then had an idea “Hey, it's 10 am. The kid is probably in a daycare, they were wearing a daycare uniform. all we need to do is check all the daycares in the area and narrow them down to those with that uniform. After that, all we have to do is camp out at them so when Dazai goes to pick up the kid, we can confront him.” She said, eyes sparking
Oda sighed “It’s weird, but we don't have much of a choice. We have to surprise Dazai.”
Across the city, a brunette shivered heavily in a library “Weird… It’s not even cold.”