"You're a wizard Dazai"
Dazai was a wizard.
Yeah, as if.
No way it was true. Because magic isn’t real. It does not exist. “I’m not a wizard. Magic isn’t real.” He spoke.
“Oh but, Dazai-kun, it is. But unfortunately, I don’t have the abilities to show you.” Mori says, like he’s laughing it off. “You should’ve read the books I gave you Dazai-kun.” The older man smirks.
“But Chuuya here can show you exactly how it goes.” Verlaine says. Show what? The so called ‘magic’? Are these foreigners a part of some big ridiculous prank? “Show him Chuuya! Out with your wand now.”
The ginger groans. And he stands up from his chair and proceeds to pull out something from the jacket of his suit; A stick, seriously? Dazai is getting tired of this nonsense, Mori is being ridiculous again, doing a prank and he’s trying way too hard to get this through. How can Mori even think that Dazai would believe in-
“Lumos.” The stick, the stick was glowing? The tip was glowing. Like it was actual light. No, no way, no way this shit was all real.
“What… what is this?...” Dazai splurts out. “Are you playing a prank on me?!” He yells at Mori. “There’s no way this is real! What’s your ability?! This is all your ability! You’re an ability user!” Dazai points at Chuuya, who just looks confused, shocked and a tad bit annoyed.
“Dazai.” Mori says, he’s using his cold voice, his angry voice, the voice that tells Dazai that he’s as good as dead after this.
“Well, I mean, I am an ability user. But it has nothing to do with magic.” The ginger says, he’s putting away his stick. “I cast Lumos, which summons light, my ability is gravity manipulation. Two different things.” He explains. “I’m Nakahara Chuuya.” He holds out his hand to Dazai. “We’ll be working together this year.”
Dazai stands still, he doesn’t take Chuuya’s hand. And after some seconds the ginger grows impatient and just takes Dazai’s hand in his own. “Hope to get to know you better.” And then he returns to his seat.
Dazai quickly pulls himself together. This is strange, it’s weird, and it’s ridiculous, this shouldn’t be happening. Magic shouldn’t be real. But then he thinks about it a little more. Abilities.
Abilities shouldn’t be real in that case either. No longer human had stopped the moving pictures in the books. The moving cover of ‘Gilderoy Lockheart - Magical me’, Had paused when Dazai had picked it up to go and run to show it to Mori. That made him think it was an ability at first. But abilities usually don’t tend to be that useless, just being able to make pictures move. No, he can’t seriously fall for this crap. It’s all bullshit, Dazai knows that. He knows it for sure.
“Chuuya, maybe you should show him the other thing. You’ll have too eventually.” Verlaine pats Chuuya’s back. And the boy scoffs.
“Fine. But only because I think it’s a good time. Not because you told me to.” He stands up again with a groan. And then, then, what… he’s shrinking, no he’s morphing into something, or huh?
“What the hell, what the actual fuck.” Dazai mumbles when there is no Chuuya in front of him. Only a small Papillion dog.