Dazai opened the door with a hard swing, revealing a frightening sight.
Blood, blood, dripping blood.
There she was, the last one of the missing girls, covered in bruises and blood, her own blood and the blood of the two men laying on the ground swimming in puddles of red.
His were fixed on the corpses, their faces were scratched, one was missing an eye, the other one had a large cut on his neck. He then saw the feet of the girl, drenched in red, he could see a large bruise forming, painting her ankle purple. 'Must be broken or fractured', he thought, and kept looking up, her body didn't look much better than the two dead men.
And then he saw her eyes, big darkened eyes, they were bloodshot, kind of lost, if she wasn't covered in blood he would have even thought they looked innocent, deer in headlights kind of big.
The air feels tense, none of them has spoken a word.
There she stood in the middle of the room, holding what looked like a piece of glass just looking at him.
There he was standing by the door just looking at her.
'I should say something', he thought while reaching into his pocket to get his ID, suddenly he was shoved to the ground, knocking the air out of his lungs. Looking up the girl was on top of him holding the piece of glass, now noticing its just plastic.
"Dont fuck with me pretty boy, where are the girls? Where did you take them?" She said in a low shaky voice.
Dazai couldn't help but grin, which in this scenario looked pretty bad, he could feel the piece of sharp plastic digging through the skin of his neck. This was indeed getting interesting.
"You have pretty eyes" the man said while keeping a goofy grin on his face, this did not lighten up the situation as the girl just kept quiet, he noticed the piece of plastic by his neck start to shake.
"I came here to help you, I am with the Armed Detective Agency, I'm one of the good guys", he continued, waiting for her to finally comply and get the job done.
"You don't look like a good guy" was all she said, never taking her eyes off him.
"If you ask me you look like Lucifer, very cute, very charming, and those are the worst ones, they trick you, and I know you don't even believe that you are the good guy" she continued taking long and shallow breaths, she was a psychologist after all, she knows when people lie, easier when they don't even believe their own lies.
Dazai let out a loud laugh, closing his eyes and throwing his head back like a kid.
"Fine, I am with the Armed Detective Agency, I'm here because it's my job and I have to get you back alive or my boss is gonna be pissed at me, so be a good girl and let me get you to safety so I can rest and have a drink afterwards" he said giggling.
"Fair enough" she responded, and then she collapsed right there on top of him, she was exhausted, even Dazai questioned where was she getting this energy from, she was pretty beat up, adrenaline I guess, was all he could think while he put on her his coat and carried her to where Kunikida and hopefully Yosano were.
'This is weird, there's still not an explanation for this to be the only container that was separate from the others? Was it for a different buyer? I mean there were two foreigners, still doesn't add up' Dazai kept rambling while walking until he saw an ambulance and his two coworkers.
"Dazai, what the fuck happened with that girl?" Asked Kunikida while looking at the delicate state of the young woman.
"Well, she killed the two guards so we have two options, call the Police or call the President" Dazai said in a nonchalant voice while laying the girl down in the stretcher as their other coworker, the doctor, looked at the girl's body.
"So, you are saying that we either take her to the police and she will have to go to trial for manslaughter, or we take her to the agency," said Yosano in a low voice.
"Precisely♪︎" sang Dazai looking at the night sky, "I already know my decision, but I want to know what you both think" he added.
"We'll take her to the agency" Kunikida chimed in, he had a serious face and his tone was strong, and that was all Dazai needed, people in the Agency trusted Dazai, but this girl killed, in self defense, and still was well aware of what she was doing, it's not the same with Atsushi that wasn't conscious of his ability, he needed these two to agree with him.
"Perfect, Kunikida-kun, give me your cell phone" the blond man gave Dazai his phone and watched as he took pictures of the injuries the girl had in her body.
"Two broken fingers on her left hand, and three on her right hand, the nails have been scratched off, a blunt trauma to the head, a fractured left ankle, bruises on her arms and legs, the girl put up a fight alright" said Yosano as she helped inspect the girl.
"Her breathing is shallow so probably some broken ribs, I need to treat her right away" she continued.
"I know, that's why I am taking pictures, if we have to make a case to help her we need evidence it was self defense, your ability is gonna erase every injury so I'm keeping the evidence in Kunikida's phone" said Dazi while taking a selfie.
"Why didn't you use your own phone for that, Dazai?" Asked Kunikida.
"Having pictures of a beaten up girl in her underwear in my phone? That's pretty incriminating you know?" Answered Dazai with a look of disgust in his face, he loved putting Kunikida in uncomfortable situations.
"That's true, that's sick Kunikida" Yosano played along, who didn't like Dazai's antics but enjoyed seeing his coworker snap from time to time.
Kunikida just stood there with a face of pure shock and disbelief at his two coworkers and asked himself what has he done to deserve this life.