Chapter 10

                                    

                                          
Kunikida's P.O.V
                          
'What is the Ideal?'
                          
'There are many number of answers to that question.'
                          
'It is words, it is thought. It is the font of all meaning.'
                          
'But if you were to ask me, the answer to the question is clear.'
                          
'It is the word written on my notebook's cover.'
                          
(A/N: Of course... It is written there, what are you talking about, Kunikida? Now back to the story =w=)
                          
Walking over to my table where I kept all the necessary things I hold onto me, I took my spectacle and wore it, before going back into my thoughts and picking up my Ideal book too. 
                          
'The Ideal... Everything about me is written in this notebook. My schedule, my plans, my goals... This notebook contains entirety of my future.'
                          
## >> Time Skip >> ##
                          
At the familiar ting sound, I walked out of the elevator coming onto the fourth floor of the building as the doors opens. Taking the familiar turns and number of steps of walks, I came upon the door of my workplace, the Armed Detective Agency. Standing outside, I looked at my watch, eyeing it.
                          
"I arrived a whole ten seconds early."
                          
Waiting for the ten seconds to end, I continue to stare at my watch as the seconds pass by.
                          
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Ten seconds later, I lifted my head away from my watch and  spoke: "It's time.", before I turned the knob of the door in front of me and opened it, preparing myself for the normal kinds of situations that will arise due to a familiar brown haired man.
                          
"Good morning--" I said as I walked in, but was immediately cut off by a certain white hair boy.
                          
"Kunikida-san, please help us!"
                          
Closing the door, I looked at Atsushi, devoid of any emotions as I asked: "What's going on so early in the day?"
                          
"J-J-Just look at Dazai-san!" Atsushi screamed, his face showed signs of shock and exasperation as sweat rolled down his forehead. He moved aside, allowing me to see my partner in work. There stood Dazai, his eyes flashing red as he stood on one of the table, staggering about as he tried balancing himself.
                          
'Not again..' I thought in my head. "OH! Kunikida-kun, it's an emergency!" The suicidal maniac screamed out as he tilt his head to one side, his face purple in colour as his hands points to the 'something' on top of him.
                          
Still having the same face, Atsushi pushed me forward, towards the seemingly crazy Dazai.
                          
Still pointing to the air, said man spoke. "Just look!"
                          
Feeling pissed, I replied back harshly. "Look at what?!"
                          
"At that!"
                          
"I only see your idiot face."
                          
"I've finally arrived... in the afterlife! At Yomotsuhirasaka!" The brown haired man in front of me screamed out as he looked around him, enjoying the 'view of the afterlife' he was looking at now.
                          
"What's going on..?" Closing my eyes as I sigh in frustration.
                          
"Kunikida-san."
                          
Hearing Atsushi call out for me, I turned my head to my left to look at him as he held up a familiar red book and a suspicious mushroom which was bitten off. Holding them up, Atsushi spoke with a glum face. "I think this may explain it."