I'm Kinda Sad. I Thought The Ending Would Be Everyone Would Have This One Epic Battle In The End For

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Something tickles at the back of Chuuya's awareness.

He turns to look over his shoulder only to be met with the muzzle of a gun pressed into his cheek. Even before his ability is nullified, replaced by a great sweeping emptiness he's intimately familiar with, he knows who it is. "Dazai." The detective hisses out in mild shock, uneasy at such an inopportune reunion. "Ah. So you do remember me." Is the chirped response, tone deceptively cheerful. He can't quite see his ex-partner, Dazai making sure to stay just out of line of sight, a boundary enforced by his weapon. The safety of the gun clicks off and Chuuya tenses, fully aware of how vulnerable he is without his ability. "And here I thought you must have forgot. Considering the way you-" "Dazai-kun." Mori cuts in with a cold and cutting one word command. "Mori-sensei." The mafia boss smirks at his unruly executive."I remember ordering you to be elsewhere?" [ ] Dazai walks past him, head ducked just enough for his fringe to shield his eyes, [ ] Around Dazai's throat, over a thinner layer of bandages than he remembered, sits his choker.  The one he left lying on his kitchen bar [inplace] of metal lined hat.