What kind of gentleman would I be, if I didn't protect the young lady in my company?
[ For a moment Dazai slips into that antiquated kind of speech used when he's either playing the exaggerated part of a fool or laying on the charm for someone he intends to deceive.
But Yukina feels different. Trustworthy. And the honorific only cements that thought. Most people don't use it. In fact, no one calls him 'Dazai-san' but his apprentices, who both hold an irrevocable place within his heart. So when she refers to him with that touch of respect, the sense of nostalgia he feels softens his expression into something more honest.
She reminds him so much of his wide-eyed pupil with a heart of gold, that he can't help but want to show her as much kindness as he can. ]
Even if it's just from rain- [ He gently takes her hand, still a touch wet after being kissed by the sprinkling downpour. ] Let me do this much?
[ There's the briefest calm before the sky simply opens up all at once, filling the immediate area with a sudden barrage brought on by the storm. And that's the only warning he needs to take action, refusing to wait for thunder or the inevitable strike of lightning to move elsewhere. Dazai gives her hand the slightest tug, hoping she'll keep hold of his coat with her free hand, before he aims to lead her onward to safety. ]
no subject
[ For a moment Dazai slips into that antiquated kind of speech used when he's either playing the exaggerated part of a fool or laying on the charm for someone he intends to deceive.
But Yukina feels different. Trustworthy. And the honorific only cements that thought. Most people don't use it. In fact, no one calls him 'Dazai-san' but his apprentices, who both hold an irrevocable place within his heart. So when she refers to him with that touch of respect, the sense of nostalgia he feels softens his expression into something more honest.
She reminds him so much of his wide-eyed pupil with a heart of gold, that he can't help but want to show her as much kindness as he can. ]
Even if it's just from rain- [ He gently takes her hand, still a touch wet after being kissed by the sprinkling downpour. ] Let me do this much?
[ There's the briefest calm before the sky simply opens up all at once, filling the immediate area with a sudden barrage brought on by the storm. And that's the only warning he needs to take action, refusing to wait for thunder or the inevitable strike of lightning to move elsewhere. Dazai gives her hand the slightest tug, hoping she'll keep hold of his coat with her free hand, before he aims to lead her onward to safety. ]
We should hurry and find shelter!