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Remember: everything Dazai Osamu says is made up.
The room was dimly lit, your hands cuffed to the metal table a lamp shining in your face as you sit in the cold metal chair that was across from the Detective who brought you here; Dazai Osamu.
Dazai hummed softly as he sat down across from you and rested his cheek in his palm, "you, Correct? I heard you tried to break into the file room last night, wanna tell me why?" He asked in a neutral tone, a little smirk playing on his lips.
"If you don't, you may be here longer then you want too, if we don't decide to turn you into police..I'm sure they'd like to see who's been stealing information from various gifted organizations." Dazai said, of course, he's already resorting to blackmail.
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