Fyodor Dostoevsky's POV
There are three people now in this tower. Me, Shibuzawa Tatsuhiko, Dazai Osamu.. or maybe more people. The Devil and my employees are still there.
"Are we still sitting in here until they already suffocated?" Dazai asked us.
"It's okay, Dazai. We are here because we can't go to the mist. I mean... only Dostoevsky." I smiled and stand up.
"If you go to the mist, it'll only protecting yourself from it. Unless you touch them all, one by one." I left them with their apples.
It's the midnight. I want to checked on her again.
This is not like what I was planned. I didn't plan Dazai Osamu came here by himself. This is was a surprise. What kind of thing that he tries to do?
When I open her room's door, I saw her was sleeping on her bed. I bought the most comfortable bed for her. I don't really know what is her favorite color. But if I remembering how was her life, I think there wasn't any color exist in her life.
I walk through the door and looking at her sleeping. She is really beautiful. Just like 7 years ago when we are a teenager. She is really gorgeous.
"Uhm..." Do I make her awake?
"Are you okay-"
"Thank... you. Stupid hat..." I stand and smiled.
When I reached the door's handler and tried to close it. I can see the peace on her face.
Once I can change this filthy world, I will bring all the happiest things for you. (Y/N).
One of my subordinates brings me my phone. It was ringing. I saw the name of "No Caller ID". And I know who was it. It's Kamui.
"Hello. This is Dostoevsky."
"This is me. The Mist idea was good. But I think you should stop it already. Or we need more paper to go."
"I'm sorry. I was not agree with that." I can hear he was humming after it.
"What's your plan, Dostoevsky?"
"Let me try something."
"Are you sure that the mist will be okay for you?" I laugh after it.
"Don't worry Kamui. I can't be defeated. Because..."
I quickly hang up the phone. And look back. I saw from far way in this hall, Dazai Osamu walks to my way.
"Oh hello, The Cruel Demon, Fyodor Dostoevsky." He stops in front of me.
"Oh hi, I think someone could stops you when you stepped in this floor." I glanced over my subordinate.
"A.. ah, Mr. Dostoevsky... I think it was because Goncarov was hearing melody again-"
"It's alright. I will play him Cello, by myself. Isn't that a good surprise? And you too, Dazai Osamu. This floor was forbidden to anyone else except me and my employees-" He smirked.
"Oh... what are you try to hide in here? Gold? Don't you want to share it to me?"
Oh, want to try me?
"Nothing special. But I have a treasure in here. You don't need to compell-"
"Oh... I was afraid that you are kidnapping someone in here." He gives me his annoying smirk again.
Stupid creature. Shut your mouth.
"Well not in my business. I have bunch things to do, when I back thinking about all girls that I would get after being rich because of this case~ see ya~!" He walks away to the downstairs.
"Dazai Osamu..." I called his name and he stopped.
"Oh hi... Demon, Fyodor Dostoevsky... what can I help you?"
"If you, tried... to touch this floor again, I think... I can't hold myself again, Dazai Osamu." He turned his back to me.
"Yes. That's the Demon that I know. Well, let's see. If I can also hold myself for not going in here." He smirked and walks away.
Dazai Osamu. I'll watch you. I will never give her to anybody else.
She's mine.
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Your POV
I woke up with a loud explosion sound. I quickly grab the phone and call Goncharov. But he didn't answer it.
I reach the window and take a look into it. I saw white long haired man was fighting with a young guy.
Wait... it's Atsushi! The boy that I met on the street!
Why did that boy fighting with that guy in this late? Do they even know what the thing that they can do in 3 AM?
I heard a knock.
When I think that was Goncharov, I reach the handler of the door. But, I have a bad feeling about that. I lock the door from the inside.
Suddenly I have a big fear. The fear when someone watching me from the other room.
I take the phone and test it. I call Goncharov again. But I don't hear any phone ring.
It's maybe not Him. Is it the weird hat?
When I heard the move of the handler, I quickly jump to my bed and cover my body with the blanket.
I heard explosion multiple times. I think the battle was on the limit. Can Atsushi actually make that guy down?
These all things suddenly happen when I was in a strange place and trapped with a guy that keeps caring me.
When the handler stop moving, I heard a foot step. I remove the blanket from my face and glance at the door.
I heard another explosion and the door suddenly opened. It's not Goncharov, either the weird hat. It's Dazai Osamu.
"Wh-what are you doing in here?" He walks through the door.
"I need to touch your body." He makes a serious face and that scared me.
"T-touch me? Go away or I'll kill you."
"You can't."
He rushed to me. But when he tried to reach me, the weird hat Dostoevsky stabbed him from behind with the fruit's knife.
"Ughh! You..." he falls to the floor.
"I've told you many times... don't... touch her..."
I've never seen this face of him. I can see his eyes, full of darkness. With the moon shapes, the eyes looked like have special light. It's more like purple for me.
"What was happened?! Touch? What-"
Wait... is he have neutral skill? So touching mean...
"You've... been trapped (Y/N)... Dostoevsky used you to bring someone's life and makes all these things happened- *cough cough* he just manipulated you..." he's bleeding so much blood.
"What?" I said it when Dostoevsky just stay with that face.
I make a disappointment face. I think he was really care for me. All those care was fake? Why did he can do this to me?
"Your.. *cough* ability is... you... *cough cough* You can take someone life and made them have the pain as much as their life stored for the future... but you also can bring someone from death if they was dead before their time come..." He still talking while he still bleeding.
"Dostoevsky..." I called his name.
"..." he didn't answer me.
"I think... we are special. But I was wrong." His eyes widened and he bit his lip.
That long haired guy must be someone that I have bring from the death without realizing it. What I know about my ability is just how to use it to kill someone, and I can't really controlled it. If Dazai Osamu came in here, that guy must be really dangerous.
Because of the disappointment, I stand up and walked to Dazai. He looked at me and sat down. He gives me his left hand. With a disappointment, I tried to reach his hand.
But when I tried to touch it, Dostoevsky take my hand and kissed me.
"(Y/N)!!" I heard Dazai shouted my name.
I tried to pushed him, but strange... I started to lose my conciousness. Is he drugging me from his mouth?
Dostoevsky... are you really care for me? Or just using me, as your pawn?