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Jul. 15th, 2022 01:06 amDazai is, once again, disappointed. No matter how much he taunts Akutagawa, she's never any better at ignoring it. She always uses the same predictable attacks that won't land on Dazai, harnesses that same aggressive energy that is so utterly shameful. So, she deserves it when Dazai stands over her on the floor, looking down--cold and impassive, as usual--and makes a noise. A tsk of disappointment.
"You still haven't improved at all. I'm beginning to think you never will." No matter how much he taunts and the awful things he says, Akutagawa still follows him with that same unflinching devotion, and it's honestly sickening. "Is there anything I've said that has made it through that empty head of yours? Maybe the only thing you're good for is decorating the floor like this."
He crouches, wondering if she'll attack again. If so: boring. It's all so tiring.
"You still haven't improved at all. I'm beginning to think you never will." No matter how much he taunts and the awful things he says, Akutagawa still follows him with that same unflinching devotion, and it's honestly sickening. "Is there anything I've said that has made it through that empty head of yours? Maybe the only thing you're good for is decorating the floor like this."
He crouches, wondering if she'll attack again. If so: boring. It's all so tiring.
