It only took some pretty butterflies from yosano to completly heal up y/n. But for some reasons, she didn't seem to be waking up anytime soon.

"Hey blondie, what've you done to her? Normally she'd wake up as of now." The short haired woman, yosano herself asked Seth who was sitting at the very end of the infirmary besides ranpo who was sucking on a lollipop.

The blond deadpaned at the man child before sighing. Not making any attempt on answering the woman.

"Hey! I'm talking to you." The doctor walked up to where he was seating, staring at him with a short glare and arms crossed over her chest.

"Lets burn him." Ranpo happily said with a silly smile, his eyes remained closed making Seth wonder how he could see like that.

Yeah... these people are weird.

"What's you're name?" Asked the woman who Seth has yet to know the name of.

"Why would it matter, I'm leaving as soon as Ryonnosuke and the were tiger finish off Fitzgerald. Knowing my name is no use for you." That's how Seth preferred to answer instead of giving out his name, not that it was important but it still bothered him.

Mori ougai had tasked the blond to survey y/n the time when the guild was running free. The other day they fought was just a lack of self control of Seth's part as he was way too overwhelmed with seeing the h/c nette for such a long time as enemies.

"Executive Seth from the port mafia 22 years old and No last name." Ranpo casually said as he pulled a bag of chips out of nowhere and started eating without any once of shame. While the blond besides him was wondering how he got that right.

"Y/n told me." As if ranpo had guessed his question, he answered right on cue. Leaving Seth scowl a bit.

"What's you're relationship with y/n tho?" Yosano asked, out of curiosity.

"..." he didn't answer the short haired woman, and she didn't pry much into it. She'll just ask eanpo after he leaves, and As long as he wasn't causing any sort of trouble he could stay she guessed.

But the tension sure was awkward, yosano glanced back at y/n who was still profoundly sleeping peacefully. Never had she came to her in the brink of death. The only times she visited the infirmary were mainly for -like y/n would word it- 'worshiping her' and other tines for painkillers but nothing too life threatening.

And seeing the lively looking girl in a state like this made her want to murder the blond, but she just couldn't.

The only thing yosano, ranpo and even seth could do at the moment was waiting.

Waiting for her eyes to open. And for her to leave the dream land.

_

"с днем рождения y/n Ivaničová."

"This would've been very heart warming if you didn't abandon me in Yokohama 5 years ago, but I guess time has no meaning for old people."

A very much younger looking y/n was sitting in a round table that had a cake with candles in it in the middle, across from her was a tall slim man with long raven hair and bright purple eyes.

Where am I... is this- a dream?? A much older looking y/n questioned herself as she saw her 18 year old self infront of the Russian man.

Out of all my memories you chose to most fucked up one to remind me of. Great. Just great life.

Fyodor dostoevsky, lightly smirked sadistically which would've made anyone's blood run cold. Y/n was just staring at him practically waiting for the time his teeth will fall out.

"You don't look pleased to meet me, right y/n?" He switched back to Japanese, a clearly distinguishable accent dominating his words.

"You left me 5 years ago in Yokohama.. on my own."

"Yet You've managed to build yourself a life."

"I was fucking 13 when you made me leave Czechia and left me alone in a foreign contry where I didn't even know the language of??!" The now kinda grown woman glared daggers at her fellow anemic.

"Yes, I did that."

"Only for you to call me out of the organization I was in JUST AFTER I got promoted..!"

"And do you hate me for it?"

"...no. I've actully met quite the people here. Like that one blond guy you stalked last month, the one with a demon ability. If it wasn't for him I'd be dead for real. Oh! And I've also met a nice ginger that ended up being my bestie!! And I aslo fell in love for the first time!!! Man, I'm sure you've met him! His name is Osamu dazai! Tho he ghosted the port mafia last year, I still hope I'd find him again! Oh and don't get me started on my boss- that guy is.."

Fyodor Dostoevsky kept listening to y/n's words as she was yapping about everyone she met in Yokohama with a smile. A small one but it was still considered as a smile.

"Hey, fyodor! земля Федор!!" That seemed to bring him back to land as he gave her a close eyed smile.

"Y/n." He sudently spoke, earning her attention successively.

"Since this is your 18th birthday, you could ask me anything you want and I'll provide you with it." Said the man with a smile adoring his face. As he reached out his hand to pat her head which ruined her hair. That caused y/n to glare at him before her eyes quickly lit up with the realization she could ask anything from this man and he'll provide it for her.

"Say- you know now that ive became an official adult it wouldn't be long before I start aging. I wanted to ask for your beauty regime! The thing that keeps your face so- so young even while aging up!" She said with a bright smile on her face.

Fyodor chuckled at the hidden meaning behind her words.

"I, in fact, don't use anything of the sort."

"So you're telling me your face didn't change at all for the past 5 years? Kinda hard to believe man." Y/n tilted her head with a smirk plastered on her face.

"Ah y/n clever as ever. I expect nothing less from the very own child I took care of all these years. Why don't you take a guess?" He said referring to her question about him not aging at all.

It made her look down while thinking... before raising her head again and being met with an intense stare from the man. That only stare froze her blood completly.

"Nevermind. I'm too pretty to die this early." She Mumbled the last part low enough so that he could only hear the first one. Fyodor's expression still remained as a smile but it wasn't terrifying like the other one.

"SO! bout my Gift!! Mhm... what should I ask for... ah! I know! Fyodor, I want-"

_

Just like that, two days had passed.

Y/n happily woke up at 6PM after sleeping a full 10 hours.

Calmly taking a bath, eating breakfast, playing a new game she found out to be fun called genshin impact. Life was just great

Y/n was staying at her new apartment she got before hand as she was planing on leaving the PM ahead of time.

Although now it may seem like she was enjoying her life, it wasn't the case. Money was tight. You could argue that she was an executive and all. Even if it wasn't for a long time. Her very old rank as a mafioso had earned her quite the cash. But her credit cards were out of question to use. As the mafia could track down the transactions anytime.

The only money she was relying on was what she managed to save through the year. No online money whatsoever. Still. She'd have to find a job very soon if she wants to keep her quality life style.

Someone was knocking on her door, her already knowing who it might be now, with a smirk, she didn't hesitate to drop whatever thing that was occupying her. Interested in seeing fyodor's expression once he realized her demand for her 18th bday could never be secured.

But a gasp soon left her lips once seeing who's at her door.

A clown like man with a long braid and bangs that perfectly framed his face. One eye hidden. Tall. Slim waist. Damn he was he hot-

Last night.

"Mhm... what should I ask for... ah! I know! Fyodor, I want..."

A man?" Asked fyodor with a tilted head.

"As sad as it is I'm 18 and I never had a boyfriend! I want someone tought, but too tought. He should be tall and masculine! But not a lot so that people wouldn't mistake him for my father... you get it!!! I want the man of my dreams!" She said with a smug expression. Sarcasm dripping from her voice.

Knowing damn well fyodor wouldn't be able to effectue her request in such a short amount of time. She basically said it as a joke.

"As you wish."

That made her choke on air while laughing.

"Pftt sure sure! Good luck fyodor!"

She knew fyodor was crazy... but THIS level of crazy!?

"W-who are you????" She hesitated to ask this question, why? One: it might aswell be one from the port mafia, although she had never seen him there. Everything with mori around is possible.

Two: he looked intimidating. What's up with his outfit? And if you're gonna dress as a clown atleast make an effort on trying to resemble one? His outfits color were dull for one of a clown. He sure was something else.

And three: in the mere 3 years before y/n became 13 and was around fyodor most of the time. She learned to never trust ANYONE acquainted with him.

Seeing as all his

"Quiz time!"

"Wha-" she got cut

"Imaging you're seeing a boat filled with people, tho it had not sunk. When you look again, there's only one single person on that boat. Why is that?"

What the-

"Because urm.. I was drunk and was seeing double or sum?"

"Wrong! Because everyone apart from that single person is married!"

"... how the the was I suposed to figure out something so random!?"

The white haired man chuckled, "yeah no, You're not as smart as fedya claims you to be."

That made y/n slam her door right at his face. If this was the man fyodor brought to her, she'd rather pass.

While double locking the door, she made a turn to go resume her game on her phone that was still on the couch, only to find the same clown making himself comfortable there and playing on her phone.

"Hi y/n Ivaničová!"

How did he know of that name... wait nvm fyodor.

"Its y/n ayaline!"

"Haha, don't care."

And soon enough, the clown made a swift wouch with his overcoat and was right behind y/n with his hand reaching to her troat.

It should be survival instinct. Because y/n just barely avoided being electrocuted by the man behind her

"Who are you." We're the first words that left y/n's mouth once she got a respectable amount of space between the two.

"Ah, my bad, I didn't introduce myself.." he removed his small hat. While politely bowing down.

"My name is nikolai gogol, I am here to kill you following fedya's orders!"

A/n: Quick shout out to Denise9836 who helped me though a writer block, if it wasn't for her this story would've been discountuned like my other fics so yeah <\3

Also notice how the chapter's number is 18 and y/n just had flashbacks from when she was 18? Ik I'm such a genius.