⎯ The Divine of Judgment⎯ || BSD x Reader

Three Companies Conflict | 030 |

It bothered [Y/n] that she didn't take him seriously. "Have you forgotten the Port Mafia's code, boy?" [Y/n] stopped her tapping on the bedside table and looked straight into her eyes. "We take our business seriously, and I expect you to do the same, Koyo. If you won't listen to him, listen to me. What are the Port Mafia's plans?" [Y/n] asked, her voice firm and commanding. "Those with loose tongues die first," Koyo replied, her voice barely a whisper. 

[Y/n] could tell, Koyo was afraid. She could practically smell the fear, and it sent shivers of anticipation down her. pine. She had a certain pleasure that only came from wringing information out of someone who had no choice but to comply. "We remember," stated [Y/n] with a frown crinkling her forehead before her expression turned dark. "You're subordinates were marked with a brand that identified them as torture specialists. On the rare occasion that they ran into trouble, I would help out."

[Y/n] smoothed out her clothes and made her way to the infirmary's door, feeling the two's eyes on her as she prepared to leave. As she pushed open the door, she stopped to turn to Dazai. "Go easy on her, Dazai-san. I don't want you breaking her." When [Y/n] left the room, she locked the door behind her. Dazai turned his attention to the locked door and chuckled to himself. "Don't worry, I won't break her too much." 

He could tell by the way she spoke and the way she looked at him. [Y/n] didn't want him to break her. Dazai's amusement grew as he thought about how he would break through Koyo's walls and make her say what needed to be said. He was confident in his ability to do so, but he couldn't help but wonder if she would put up a fight. He knew it wouldn't be easy, but he was up for the challenge. With a mischievous grin on his face, he turned back to Koyo. "Can you recall a single hostage who didn't talk after I asked the questions?" Dazai grinned in a predatory manner.

Dazai just stood there, looming over her. He wanted to make Koyo scared before he started. He wanted her to understand just who they were dealing with—their sheer powerlessness and the utter submission that would come with it. Dazai cracked his knuckles with a sadistic smirk on his face and a menacing glint in his eye. Dazai licked his lips, savoring the impending dread that filled the air. He took one step closer to the Koyo and leaned down, his head inches away from the petrified female.

Koyo could feel her stomach churn as she swallowed thickly, trying to hold back a wave of nausea. She had seen Dazai's torture many times; however, it never got any easier to watch. Suddenly, Dazai spoke, his smooth, honey-like voice synonymous with the devil. "This is not for the eyes of children." 

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Shortly after, the agency members gathered at the Bankoudou hall as requested by Fukuzawa. They were all anticipating Fukazawa's arrival, sitting in hushed silence. The auditorium was large and well-lit, with rows of seats arranged neatly in front of a podium. As they waited, the sound of typing filled the hall as Tanizaki worked diligently on the set-up monitors. 

Atsushi fidgeted nervously in his seat beside [Y/n]. "Do you think the president will be okay?" He asked, hoping to ease his worries. [Y/n] with a reassuring smile and said, "Don't worry, the president is a fighter, and he will pull through this. He should be here any moment." Suddenly, the doors at the back of the hall swung open, and Fukuzawa walked in with a stern expression on his face, his presence commanding the attention of everyone in the hall.

"Listen up. The Port Mafia seeks to eradicate the agency. The guild seeks to usurp the agency. We must protect from these two foes." Fukazawa's stoic expression betrayed nothing as he explained. [Y/n] listened attentively, nodding her head in understanding, showing that she was fully engaged in his words.

"Dazai, explain," Fukuzawa said, his strong voice echoing throughout the room. Dazai grins and began to lay out his plan, "Yes, sir. The guild has substantial financial assets, and the port mafia has the numbers advantage. So, we split into offensive and defensive teams and engage in guerilla tactics. 

The others nodded in agreement, and Atsushi glanced nervously at [Y/n], who motioned for him to listen. "The main goal for the defense is to protect Yosano-sensei here. The team will consist of Fukuzawa, Ranpo, Kenji, and Yosano herself. With her healing ability, we can be cured of any injury as long as we don't outright die. The offense will split into two teams, and surprise the enemy using Tanizaki-kun's subterfuge ability and my nullification ability. Tanizaki and Kunikida will be on one and myself, [Y/n], and Atsushi will be on the other."

The atmosphere was still filled with unease, but they all seemed to understand the importance of the task at hand. Dazai continued. "The crux of this strategy is to keep our base of operations hidden. If our enemies were to hit us here with everything they have, our defense would not hold." He said, his voice trailing off as he looked around at the group of gathered in front of him.

"We got this," [Y/n] reassured. 'We just need to stay alert and work together. We must remain vigilant and always be ready to relocate at a moment's notice," said [Y/n]. At her words, the group became determined. With a newfound sense of purpose, they were prepared for whatever challenges lay ahead, ready to face them head-on and overcome any obstacles in their path. Their spirits lifted, and they moved forward with renewed energy and focus, united in their goal.

"Only one of the three organizations can survive. Our only course of action is to fight. I'll be a three-way abilities war." concluded Fukuzawa.