One captured weapon trafficker away, y/n and chuuya did their job to perfection. They went to dazai's office, reported wtv went on, and now both had free time.

Well y/n had free time, chuuya is dazai's side kick so no rest for him. Lmao take the L bozo

Anyways.

"ATSUSHI!!!! SETH!!!! MY BABIES I MISSED YALL SO MUCH!!"

Both males were surprised by the very unwanted and unexpected group hug forced out by y/n, almost losing their footings but they didn't fall so thats nice.

"How did your mission go, y/n san?" Atsushi asked like the nice furry he is with a slight smile on his face. Glad to see the girl safe and sound.

"All I have to say is that my efforts didn't go down the drain!"

Atsushi chuckled slightly, while Seth understood nothing out of y/n's bull shit.

The tricky thing about hanging out with Seth and Atsushi is that the two didn't know shit about each others languages, and the only one that understood both didn't want for the other to be left out.

"Sooo how did your own mission go?" Y/n looked at Seth's way with a smile.

"It was easy I guess. A bit tricky because of atsushi's skill issues but still."

"What did he say?" Atsushi tilted his head at the mention of his name.

"He said working with you was fun." As much as y/n liked drama, she'd rather not have a Japanese fight an American for obvious reasons (WW2)

"Oh... I wouldn't describe it as fun. More like a bit tedious."

"What did he say?" It was now Seth's turn to ask y/n that.

"He said he liked working with you..."

The struggle of a language barrier.

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For some unknown reasons y/n and Seth got called to the boss's office.

For y/n It felt sour to call dazai boss, so she didn't do it even if it meant she had to listen to chuuya's angry barking that y/n coudnt give a single fuck about.

But meh, Anyways.

"Heyyyy!!" So y/n being y/n bursted inside like she owned the place, fortunately or rather unfortunatly chuuya wasn't there to call her an idiot and diss her for her lack of manners. So much for her degradation kink-

"Ah y/n, It's good to see that you came rapidly."

"I had free time so yeah. What's up?"

Dazai eyed Seth who straightened his posture out of actual nervousness or fear? Probably the former since the only thing Seth feared was the sun. Emo behavior.

"I have a mission for both of you."

"Huhhh??? I just got back from one..! and a very tedious one at that."

"Aha! Funny, but I didn't ask." He flashed her a silly grin. Y/n hated when dazai would use sass in this way.

"Well what is it?"

"Oh nothing much, it's just that at this momment I'm lacking usable weapons and men and i need some back up on the front lines. Chuuya and kouyou aren't available right now and you two are so yeah. I also sent you thr location because I know for a fact you kin Zoro."

Very professional way for a boss to hand out a mission to his subordinates, that's for sure.

"Fine..." y/n said with a sigh.

"Oh and also, kouyou has found leads.." Before y/n could leave, dazai suddently decided to lore drop on her.

"What did she find?"

"Apperently the enemy's goal is to eliminate all the mafia executives, so be careful."

Y/n took a momment to register that information in mind, but she nodded none the less. "Eliminate the mafia executives huh.. but why us and not you, the boss?"

"Who knows. But I sent kouyou out of town for this exact reason, while I'm not doubting any of your abilities I'd like for you to leave Yokohama aswell after this mission." Dazai calmly said before standing up from his desk, making his way towards y/n.

"What about chuuya?"

"Chuuya is strong, he'll handle anything that comes at him." He said referring to chuuya's ability and how easily it would wreck someone. "Oh and also, I trust it so that you don't tell anyone your whereabouts, that includes atsushi kun and Seth."

So the enemy is that much of a threat?

"Tsk... as much as I don't like traveling, I guess i would... judging by your worries, I take it that the enemy isn't just an average antagonist that has daddy issues?"

Dazai chuckled, "it's certainly more than that, if you know what i mean."

"I'll act like I understood your word play! Anyways, I better get going."

The man infront of her chuckled before reaching out to pat her head, "be careful. It'd wouldn't be nice if you ended up reaching my goal before me."

At the contact of dazai's hand with her head, pain instently was washed away from y/n's system. Whenever he'd do that it made her feel good but also uncomfortable, since the moment he'd let go it'd be harder to bear the pain ahain.

"... I really hate your ability.

"You're not the only one."

Seth the entire time be like: 🚹
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ANYWAYS! Time skip. Back to the frontlines with all of y/n's former Co workers.

Was she expecting a warm welcome out of them?

No!

Was she sad about it?

No!

Was she happy bout the fact that they still recognized her as the cursed survivor and that everyone around her ends up dying hence their horrified faces?

Yes!

What can I say? I love gore shit.

"Why are they looking at you like you just killed their mothers?" Seth asked, obviously about the nasty and horrified looks y/n was getting.

"Rasism." The girl said with a silly smile.

"Oh..."

"Yeah.. it's hard being a hot European in an Asian contry. As an American, you wouldn't understand."

Seth sweat dropped.

And soon enough it was y/n's time to shine as a leader.

_

Soon, whatever killing task that they needed to do was accomplished with perfection, minus the several injuries of the mafiosos but these were just skill issues on their parts, + no body died so thats nice.

With discretion of a spy level and shit she managed to ditch Seth as right now she was inside a mafia van with a man that was driving towards the airport.

Per dazai's orders y/n was to be escorted out of town for the moment because of the unknown threat lingering on the mafia executives, but y/n still thought it was a dumb move.

When there's a threat, the worse thing possible one could do is being alone. As it makes the enemy's take much easier to eliminate everyone.

Anyways

Y/n was calmly looking at the scenery outside, as she was sitting on the backseats on the van, and when out of nowhere, she felt the rim of a gun press down behind her head.

"Don't move, don't scream, don't do anything. Reply to my question and don't try anything funny." A voice behind her spoke, one that seemed like it belonged to a man, and not gonna lie, it was kinda...

And also the one that was driving had parked in an empty parking lot, as he drew his gun at y/n too. Y/n let out a sigh as the man was wearing pitch black sunglasses. Making her unable to look at his eyes.

The one behind me probably wears them too... yeah I'm cooked.

"Who are yall working for?"

"You think you're in any position to ask questions?"

"No but it wouldn't hurt to try?" The sais questioning her own statement, girly forgot she was at gunpoint.

"Just shut up and answer. Where is executive Ozaki Kouyou residing."

"In your mom's basement- AGH!!"

The man infront of y/n shot her shoulder, y/n let out some groans of pain as she gripped her wound tightly trying to somehow stop the breathing.

"H-heh.. you could've warned me that you didn't take humor so lightly yknow?" She said with a forced out smirk.

"I'll repeat my question again, where is executive ozaki kouyou?" The man behind her said, the gun pressed more tightly against her neck.

"..."

"I see that you're refusing to cooperate. Are you that eager to die." The man in front of her scoffed.

"Yeah, kinda."

"Too bad, its not gonna happen."

With the gun still pointed at her neck, the man who was driving got out of the van and opened the door besides y/n getting her out of it harshly. He proceeded to take out handcuffs and well- handcuffed her as they both started dragging her out of the parking lot and into an office door.

"Uh.."

This is exactly why you gotta leach the dog so that it doesn't bite you. Remember the fun mental torture session y/n did to the weapon traffickers wife? Yeah well she didn't take it too lightly and came back for her revenge arc.

When the both opened the door and threw y/n inside, she let out a gasp as she almost lost her balance but thankfully she didn't fall. When she looked up, she saw the same woman from that day wearing black glasses too.

Seriously, what's up with everyone wanting to cosplay gojo so bad?

"Long time no see, executive." The woman said with a smirk as she stood up.

"Urm,, who the fuck are you?" Y/n asked the woman with a bored expression. The woman couldn't believe her ears as she started at y/n with a confused look.

"Seriously.. you don't remember me?"

"Sorry sis, I tend to forget most npc's I encounter- AGH!"

Y/n was cut off as the woman inflicted her with a pink coquette taser that did 68k damage. Why not 69k? It's cause it didn't turn y/n's masochist senses enough for her to feel exited.

"Remember me or not, you remain the sole reason why my husband is in the mafia's hand."

"And lemme guess, you gonna avenge him? Sis did you think you were in an anime or some typa shit- AGH FUCK!"

Y/n was yet again tasered.

"S-seriously.. stop with that shit!"

"Oh trust me, I'm gonna have my own fun."

Y/n just let out a sigh, preparing for the worst, well aware of her current plot Armour and how it only protected her from dying but not from feeling pain. Well life is hard so thats it.

But believe it or not, y/n's prince in a shining Armour came, bursting the door until it wasn't in its place anymore.

The four people in the room looked around to find a very angry looking blondy locks with fangs and everything. And y/n being a simp, blushed at the sight of her partner in crime.

The one and only Seth!!

The two guys in suit and sunglasses tried attacking him but with literally one slash they were decapitated, as for the woman infront of y/n she actully passed out from the sight. Talk about being weak willed.

So the only two left standing were y/n and Seth, the girl smiled before letting the handcuffs in her hands fall off with just one flick of her fingers, talk about showing off.

"Seth! My baby I knew you'd come save me!!" y/n threw herself in his arms hugging him tightly. Being happy that she didn't get tortured by a woman who can't even handle the sight of blood, not that it'd have done something to y/n, pain is pain, with or without injuries.

"..." The blond didn't reply, instead, he slowly pushed y/n away from him, keeping a hand on her shoulder.

"Is something wrong?" Y/n looked at his eyes with confusion, normally he'd have yelled or said something, being the tsundere that he is but right now he was just... silent.

"Uhm, earth to Seth? What are you even doing here-"

Her words were soon cut off with a hand that went through her stomach, not quite transpassing it, but still  making her 1 step closer to a perfect replication of a successful rengoku cosplay.

"Eh.. what?"

Nothing but confusion was written in y/n's face, aswell as the pool of blood that started going out of her mouth, falling to the ground in droplets.

She fell on her knees, with her eyes wide open, staring up at the blond infront of her who crouched to natch eye levels with her.

"W-what the- what the fuck Seth... what are you doing..." At this point she was losing a massive amount of blood in a short period, trying her best to even her breathing but at this point she seemed like she was hyperventilating. The pain from her wound was familiar, but the emotional pain felt foreign to her, and it hurts.

"I had to. That's how it was destined from the beginning."

"Y-you what,,, And since when did you speak-" she was cut out by some coughs as each one made her lose more blood.

"Ah and, Fyodor Dostoevsky's told me to tell you something, : 'Either you die or you remain by my side. Make the right choice in the next universe, y/n.' Don't Don't what that means but he said it I guess?"

At the mention of fyodor's name, y/n tensed more. Fear soon took over her system as she was suddently unable to form any kind of word.

Seth started walking away as she had nothing more to say, and her vision soon started bluring out as she fell down the floor.

Oh fuck, my life is flashing before my eyes- I'm cooked for real.

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A/n: hey ngl being a murderer sounds fun, like doing tactics not to be found. Escaping from the police and the funniest part is killing people without a remorse too!! (not in mm2 btw)