yokai au

[dressing]

[ Honestly, it's a pain. Yes, Dazai lives in squalor - his home a rundown mess - but he made it that way. If he's the one making the mess, it's fine; if it's some foolish rampaging oni, then he has a problem with it. Ah, all his empty bottles, broken... and his bed (which he only sleeps on sometimes, but that's beside the point) is completely ruined. At least he's taken care of the oni for the moment, but when he wakes up, they are going to have a thing or two to discuss.

How dare he! Does he not know who Dazai is? It was easy enough for him to seal the curse, not out of pity or a willingness to help, but because leaving it be would just end up causing more of a mess for him to deal with.

Maybe this will finally get him to clean up the place.

...

Ah, what a funny joke. Dazai sighs, kicks at one of the broken bedposts. ]

And how will you make up for this, hm?

[ He's talking to himself, which is not unusual; the oni has been out cold for who knows how long. Dazai doesn't particularly care, but dragging the body out of his home is too much effort. He'll just have to wait, give the man a piece of his mind, and demand compensation. ]

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[dressing]

[ Dazai's fingers squeeze a little harder; sharp nails dig into Chuuya's skin. He can feel the vibrations of a laugh under his palm. ]

Well, I can see one thing you find fun.

[ He's obviously enjoying this, the hand around his neck. Dazai can feel the increase in pulse and body temperature. Not to mention... well. ]

[indensity]

[Dazai's nails create sharp points of pain, not enough to break skin, but he has a feeling that they're sharp enough that they could. There's a threat that they could turn into claws. And it's a little bit harder to breathe now. His voice comes out a little bit strained.]

Depends if you can follow through.

[A threat has never been enough to impress him. He's heard too many empty threats from other people for that.]