Honestly Chuuya has no idea where to start, either. There are definitely things he’d rather keep to himself for now, even if it isn’t fair to Atsushi. It’s odd, but Chuuya actually gives a shit what Atsushi thinks, so he’ll just...leave out the more violent parts of his past. For now, anyway. The fact that he gets a thrill from a good challenge is probably no mystery, but the full extent of his kill record? Corruption? He’ll just keep those to himself for now.
Unless Dazai told the ADA about that, too. Chuuya really has no idea. ]
I joined the Port Mafia when I was fifteen.
[A choice he hadn’t made all on his own, but that he doesn’t regret in the slightest. The alternative was rather ugly, after all.]
Dazai and I were partners.
[Which is a story in and of itself. Soukoku is a legend, after all. Chuuya’s expression immediately shifts to one of annoyance. Dazai tends to do that to people, after all. He could rant and rave all goddamn day about the guy, but then he’d just get pissy, and he’d rather not do that for once.
He pauses for a moment, thinking of something else he could share that wouldn’t be too heavy.]
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Honestly Chuuya has no idea where to start, either. There are definitely things he’d rather keep to himself for now, even if it isn’t fair to Atsushi. It’s odd, but Chuuya actually gives a shit what Atsushi thinks, so he’ll just...leave out the more violent parts of his past. For now, anyway. The fact that he gets a thrill from a good challenge is probably no mystery, but the full extent of his kill record? Corruption? He’ll just keep those to himself for now.
Unless Dazai told the ADA about that, too. Chuuya really has no idea. ]
I joined the Port Mafia when I was fifteen.
[A choice he hadn’t made all on his own, but that he doesn’t regret in the slightest. The alternative was rather ugly, after all.]
Dazai and I were partners.
[Which is a story in and of itself. Soukoku is a legend, after all. Chuuya’s expression immediately shifts to one of annoyance. Dazai tends to do that to people, after all. He could rant and rave all goddamn day about the guy, but then he’d just get pissy, and he’d rather not do that for once.
He pauses for a moment, thinking of something else he could share that wouldn’t be too heavy.]
...I also had a motorcycle.