In another place a boy with blue colour torn up clothes fell on the ground under a bridge as the result of low on calories. His hair is white as snow with uneven bangs.
But his pupils were multicolored purple that anyone who looked at them can tell they are pretty without a doubt. At this moment those eyes look at the river with an empty gaze.
"Damn it! I am gonna die from hunger."
He look listless as having morally conflicted about how he solve his predicament as it it the only way of surviving that come to him mind. It is obvious that boy have a low self esteem.
"There is no way that I will die from hunger!! So I have no choice but take from others!!" He felt his inner demons from his head provoking him as he straightened up.
"Shut up! Die in the ditch! There iss no way! I am not gonna die! I am gonna live no matter what it takes! I am gonna rushed to the very first person who comes along and then steal everything they've got."
The white haired boy said as a bike went in the street in very high speed, as if the fate comically trying to crumble his resolve.
"That mission is impossible. There no way I could chase after the bike with an empty stomach, well then next"
The boy looked at the road as he saw a military police platoon is marching. His face little distorted as his eyebrow start to twitch.
"I.....I doubt military police have their wallets during their trainning. But the next person comes along....for sure!"
Then he turned around with a hard expression as he have a human radar within him to sense people near at least few meters away from him.
"You are mine, man!"
Then he dumbfounded by the sight before him as he saw two legs are floating in the river as they are twitching like they are legs of a wind-up toy.
The boy felt his eye brows twitching as he started to talk to himself as the crows started to land on the legs. "He wasn't quite what I had in mind and I can't possibly count him...right?..."
Then he heard the muffled sound of the person that legs belong to as he is trying to breath. The boy felt comically felt conflicted whether to save him nor not as he started to debate with his all multiple personalities. "Y...yeah, I'll pass, please." He said before he saw crows started to peck the legs.
"Yeah, I'll....FINE!" Then he jumped to the river and brought the person to the shore. He panted as he looked at the person.
'In the end I saved a life' he thought as he felt his own body almost becoming lifeless due to hunger and cold now as he looked at him.
It was a brown haired man. He's wearing a sand-colored coat and an open-collared shirt. He's tall and thin while his unkempt appearance leaves much to be desired, he has somewhat handsome features.
Soon his pupils came to the right place as he opened eyes.
"You were floating down the river. Are you okay?" the white haired boy asked.
"I made it" he said with a blank look before clicking his tongue. "Tch"
"Tch?!" The white boy stared at him with corner of his eyes, clearly annoyed that his effort isn't get appreciated.
"Are you the one who interrupted my submersion?" The brown haired man asked.
"I was trying to help" the boy said with a huff, still annoyed as he didn't process the words he said. Then he stunned at what he heard like a tube-light. "Huh?! Submersion?"
"You don't know what I mean by that?" The man asked as he stood up. "I was trying to commit suicide."
"Huh?! Suicide!?" The boy freaked out. "What do you mean by that?!"
"I was trying to kill myself. But you just had to interfere..." He said with a pout as he got annoyed at how he got interrupted.
The boy look at him as he mind process that the man is scolding him for saving that man from from committing suicide as he sweat.
"Still, my priority is to commit a clean suicide without being a burden to anyone. Yet I troubled you" he closed his eyes and talk as he look like he accepting his fate dramatically. "So how can I apologise to you—"
Soon his words are cut off by the growling sound of the boy's stomach as he smirked at the boy.
"Are you hungry boy?" the man asked while placing hand on his chin.
"Well to be honest, I haven't eaten in several days—." Then his words cut of by the growling sound other one's stomach as he looked at the boy with cat eyes that comically funny.
"Neither have I. And my wallet got washed away by the river"
The boy became frustrated with his overwhelming hunger as he make a face. "Ehh? Shouldn't this be the point where you thank me for saving your life by treating me to a hearty meal or something?"
In exchange for that question the man looked at with with a blank questioning look as he didn't understood anything he said.
"Don't make that look!"
"There you are, blockhead!" Soon another voice came from the opposite back of the river as the boyband the man turned to that side.
It was a blond man in two piece neat suit with low pony tail with spectacles. He looked at the brown haired man with irritation as he held a note book on one hand while crossing his arms and taping the floor with one shoe impatiently.
"Oh hey" the other man playfully waved his hand. "Nice work, Kunikida-kun"
"Nice work? And just who caused all of this work you suicidal maniac?! I've had enough of you disrupting my schedule!" A throbbing vein appeared on his temple as he started to ramble.
"I have a great idea." The man looked a boy with a sloppy smile. "He is a colleague of mine from work. Let's have him treat you to a meal."
The blonde man snapped but the man ignored him. "Are you even listening to me?"
"What is your name?" He asked, the boy flinched as he isn't used to others asking about him as he flinched before slowly and hesitantly saying his name.
"Nakajima.....Atsushi"
"So Atsushi-kun what you want to eat? It is Kunikida-kun's treat." The man said, completely ignoring the blonde. "What do you want to eat?"
"Um, if you don't have any trouble..." the boy hesitated, clearly he have something in his mind.
"There is no need to hold back!" The man said with a grin.
"I like to eat tea on rice" the boy said quickly in high pitch as he embarrassed. Hearing that the man burst in to laughter.
"So the boy on the brink of starvation want to eat tea on the rice?"
"Very well, let's have Kunikida-kun treat you to thirty bowls of that." He said out loud with a happy go lucky smile.
"Don't get all generous with my money, Dazai" Kunikida snapped again.
"Dazai?" The boy asked curiously looking at him.
"Yeah, that's my name. I am Dazai. Dazai Osamu" Kunikida rolled his eyes impatiently.
At that time very strange black bundle flow down the river. It was mixed with a heavy scent of blood as it grabbed the attention of the both men and the boy as their eyes comically followed the black cloth puddle that floating in the river.
"What the—" the blonde looked at it again while fixing his glasses as he had a bad feeling that this evening going to be even more troublesome to him than handling a suicide maniac and a boy in brink of starvation.