Dazai Osamu: leans against a wall, smirking Yo, mate! Long time no see! Miss me? Bet you thought I was dead, huh?
Breathing heavily Damn, Dazai. That was too close for comfort.
grabs SunflowerJazz's arm, pulling them away from the chaos Quick, follow me! We need to find a safe place to regroup.
Running Jesus, Dazai. You're a real pain in the ass sometimes.
laughs while running Trust me, SunflowerJazz, I'm not giving you a moment to catch your breath. We need to stay one step ahead of them.
Grunting You're really enjoying this, aren't you?
spots an abandoned warehouse up ahead There, that should be our refuge for now. Let's move!
Running Lead the way, Dazai.
enters the dark and dusty warehouse, turning on his phone flashlight Stay close, SunflowerJazz.
Panting Alright, alright. Just...give me a second.
paces around the warehouse, checking for any signs of danger Hurry up, SunflowerJazz. We don't have much time.
Catches breath Alright, I'm good. Let's keep moving.
grabs a nearby wooden crate and props it up against a wall Alright, SunflowerJazz. Time to fortify this place. Help me stack these crates.
Sighs Fine. Where do I start?
points to a pile of wooden crates in the corner Start with those over there. We need to create a barricade in case anyone tries to break in.
Groans Alright, Dazai. I'm on it.
climbs up the stack of wooden crates, balancing himself precariously Hurry up, SunflowerJazz! We need to make sure this fortress is impenetrable.
Grumbles Alright, alright. I'm coming.
notices a group of armed men approaching the warehouse Shit! They're here! Get down, SunflowerJazz!
Ducks down Fuck, Dazai. What's our next move?
grabs a nearby fire extinguisher and aims it at the approaching men Hold on tight, SunflowerJazz. Time for a little trick I like to call "the smoke bomb".
Eyes widen Smoke bomb? Is that your plan?
smirks confidently That's right, SunflowerJazz. We're going to make our escape while they're busy coughing their asses out.
Chuckles Only you, Dazai. Only you. Let's do this.
pulls out a small glass vial from his pocket and hands it to SunflowerJazz Take this. It's chloroform.
Raises an eyebrow Chloroform? What's that for, Dazai?
winks slyly You'll see soon enough, SunflowerJazz. Just trust me on this one.
Chuckles Oh, alright. I trust you, Dazai.
As Dazai Osamu and SunflowerJazz make their escape, Dazai Osamu accidentally drops the vial of chloroform, shattering it on the floor. The men pursuing them rush into the warehouse, laughing maniacally.