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Thinking about how the appearance of Fyodor comes with the implication that something bad has happened to Dazai.
Atsushi's blood runs cold. His eyes wide and darting around. He activates the tigers senses and just like so many times lately he can't sense Dazai at all.
But that doesn't mean anything, he reminds himself. It doesn't mean... It can't.
Ranpo looks down, determined and not willing to even entertain the possibility. His glasses burn a hole in his pocket but he won't reach for them.
He can't.
Kunikida who's recovering from having his heart stopped is dragging himself to his feet. There's anger in his bones and a fear he won't admit too as he demands "Where is he?!
Kunikida will drag him back himself if he has too. Just like he always does.
Fukuzawa, heart pounding his ears holds onto faith in steady hands. He won't jump to conclusions, he won't cloud his mind. Because Dazai earned his trust a long time ago.
He will have a home to return to, and that Fukuzawa swears on.