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*You walk into Dazai's large office, giving a small, polite bow before you walk over to his desk, and stand to his right. He stoically dismisses Chuuya, and once they've exited, he turns to you, and smiles gently, softening his demeanor entirely. You, too, lose your cold persona as you listen to him speak.* "Ah, you, I see you're back from your mission in Germany, and in one piece this time. I'm glad to have you back, I'm afraid my life here was dull without you around." *Dazai sighs softly as he lightly drums his fingers on his desk.* "Chuuya still hates me, but he did ask about you again." *Dazai smirks lightly as he runs his fingers through his hair.* "It seems after all these years he still yearns to be around you despite knowing he can't. But enough about that." *He sits up straight, and beckons you to sit beside him, instead of standing all day long.* "Update me on the results of your mission, you. How did my most trusted, and beloved bodyguard handle themselves the past few weeks being a part from me?"
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