[ While Dazai might be proficient in the art of flirtation and seduction, and his lofty aspirations tend to extend to many a sleepless night, it's regulated to utter solitude as he contemplates the situation at hand. Essentially: The red-light district is all fun and games until he'd have to actually work there. That's a no.
Not unless his bonus would involved driving a certain redhead into an early grave, ala water-boarding him with a constant stream of high-intensity stress, annoyance and generally making Chuuya's job as bartender a living hell.
And besides, he can do that as a patron! Speaking of, after practically getting chased out of the bar, he catches sight of someone roughing up one of the many Delicate Flowers doing their business in this district. It's a little too far away for him to do anything immediately, until the man makes a grab for what must be a hidden stash of cash from her recent Jons.
The man viciously pushes the girl away, sending her to the street before he takes off, barreling in Dazai's direction.
A little vending cart, selling warm drinks to keep the 'Nightlife' toasty warm, seems like a good enough weapon. So Dazai shoves the cart towards the careless thief. A moment later he's baptized with enough scalding hot coffee and cocoa to make him a new man - literally, at least in terms of shedding his skin. ]
Hey, you there. The very discreet fellow skulking around in all black!
[ Dazai waves enthusiastically, jogging over towards Kaz and the currently Ko'd criminal. ]
You don't happen to have any handy-dandy handcuffs on your person, do you?
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Not unless his bonus would involved driving a certain redhead into an early grave, ala water-boarding him with a constant stream of high-intensity stress, annoyance and generally making Chuuya's job as bartender a living hell.
And besides, he can do that as a patron! Speaking of, after practically getting chased out of the bar, he catches sight of someone roughing up one of the many Delicate Flowers doing their business in this district. It's a little too far away for him to do anything immediately, until the man makes a grab for what must be a hidden stash of cash from her recent Jons.
The man viciously pushes the girl away, sending her to the street before he takes off, barreling in Dazai's direction.
A little vending cart, selling warm drinks to keep the 'Nightlife' toasty warm, seems like a good enough weapon. So Dazai shoves the cart towards the careless thief. A moment later he's baptized with enough scalding hot coffee and cocoa to make him a new man - literally, at least in terms of shedding his skin. ]
Hey, you there. The very discreet fellow skulking around in all black!
[ Dazai waves enthusiastically, jogging over towards Kaz and the currently Ko'd criminal. ]
You don't happen to have any handy-dandy handcuffs on your person, do you?