[He never had any plans to lie when the truth comes out, anyway. As long as Atsushi manages to figure it out himself.
Chuuya, however. Something malicious forms at the tip of his tongue. He really doesn't need to, but he's already pissed off at the other intruding into his business like this. Because this is just how they function, don't they? One can never get rid of the other.]
I think you're projecting too hard over here, Chuuya. What, are you jealous because your own mentor never gave you a choice?
[Cruel, cruel. Dazai might have turned traitor, exchanged his coat for a lighter one, but he has never really changed.]
Or are you afraid I would make him cut ties with everything else, much like what he did for you?
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[He never had any plans to lie when the truth comes out, anyway. As long as Atsushi manages to figure it out himself.
Chuuya, however. Something malicious forms at the tip of his tongue. He really doesn't need to, but he's already pissed off at the other intruding into his business like this. Because this is just how they function, don't they? One can never get rid of the other.]
I think you're projecting too hard over here, Chuuya. What, are you jealous because your own mentor never gave you a choice?
[Cruel, cruel. Dazai might have turned traitor, exchanged his coat for a lighter one, but he has never really changed.]
Or are you afraid I would make him cut ties with everything else, much like what he did for you?