Inhumane.

                                    

                                          
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"A thank you would be nice." I don't know if I find this adorable or if I want to punch his stupid face. 
But I will do neither and instead say thank you just as he wants me to. Because despite me wanting to say 'go cry about it', he is still my superior here.
So, although I did roll my eyes, I said thank you and hoped that my nosebleed would stop soon so that I could continue- "This enough for today, obviously your body isn't ready to handle such a task."
Excuse me? Do you think you can get away with calling me weak if you say it like that? I mean, well, you can, but I'll glare at you nonetheless!
...Then he just walked out of the room without saying anything. And as if the fact that Dazai ignored me wasn't enough of an annoyance, the man chained to the wall started yelling at me. Actually, begging would be a better description.
"Miss! Please, please don't leave me here. I'm sorry, please I don't know anything! Please tell them to let me go!" Haaah.. Who does he think I am, an executive? How could I possibly order them to release a possible traitor? 
That would be like signing my death sentence. What a fool, asking me for mercy when I am also at the mercy of his torturer.
But the sight of him trembling before me made me realize just how much he was reliant on me, someone he didn't even know and couldn't help him. 
He was completely and utterly powerless. A traitor. One that would soon die for his sins. I was like an angel to him, though he couldn't decide whether I was there to save him or take his soul. 
I wondered whether I was a guardian angel or the angel of death in his eyes. Either way, it didn't matter, because I was simply passing by. 
I was still holding onto the bandages that Dazai gave me, which were now bloodied and dirty. My nosebleed was better now, though it hadn't stopped yet. The sight of the bloody bandage in my hand reminded me of when I first saw Dazai, covered in another's blood. 
The chained man before me kept begging me, begging me to release him, to help him. I could've ignored his comments had it not been for the headache I gained after trying to read his mind. 
Now, all I wanted from him was to shut up. I didn't know what I would do if he didn't. No, to be honest, I knew exactly what I would do. I just didn't want to believe my thoughts, I wanted to ignore them. Yesterday, I was ordered to kill. Today? I wanted to.
So, despite my nose still bleeding, I took the bandage away from my face and stuffed it in his mouth to shut him up. That should do the trick.
But I know what I had originally planned to do. I wanted to take the bandage and wrap it around his throat and slowly choke him. I just shouldn't- couldn't do it.
When I was stuffing the bandage in his mouth, I happened to touch him for a second, and heard his thoughts. 
'Oh, god. God have mercy on me, they are going kill me! I am-' 
God, huh? I mean, this world does have a creator, and I know that for sure. But I doubt he would help some random extra when he keeps killing children. Too bad for him, Asagiri isn't that merciful. 
With that, I left the room, no longer caring about getting blood on my clothes. 
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My nosebleed didn't stop until that afternoon, which caused me to fall behind schedule and that meant Dazai had a valid reason force me to work until late hours.