a couple of hours went by and we had seemingly finished, the damp air at 4am was...relaxing? the door creaked, never in my life have I gotten up so quickly, at the door? who was it? RANPO? WOAHHH AND THE MUSIC, IN THE BACK, WHO IS MOTO MOTO, AND WHY DOES HE LIKE ME?? HE LIKES THEM BIG AND CHUNK? WHAT?? the startled look and aura surrounded dazai and me, at least we weren't doing anything bad, even though osamu was still tied up I was no where near where he was, I was sat in the corner of the room slowly pulling out my knife, until I had noticed the small figure with a hat was ranpo, I sat back with relief, but dazai...he seemed frightened?? Still. I mean ranpo isn't that scary? right? I mean he's no good at beating people up, plus he fucks poe occasionally but that's beyond the point, why was he here. and were the whole ada here? if atsushi is here maybe I have a chance at capturing the were tiger, but no. ranpo stopped in the middle of the room while putting on his ability helping glasses to try and figure out what had happened, you could see the exact moment he realised what had happened, followed with a slight change of mood, he seemed...amused?? WAS HE PLOTTING SOMETHING, ISTG IF HE TELLS THAT PREHISTORIC FUCKING PEDOSAURUS REX WHO NAME RHYMES WITH LORRY I AM GOING TO PLUCK OUT HIS EYEBROW HAIRS AND EYEBLASH HAIRS. okay but I have to stay calm, ranpo had started to walk over to dazai to then bow down to his head level and poke and prod at dazais beaten up face.