Chapter 17

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A/N: This BSD fanfic book has finally reached 1K reads!!!!! *goes to a corner and sobs happily*

I can't thank you readers enough! Thank you for staying with this book and I'm sorry for the late update (I had some problems with the laptop. It kept crashing every time I switched it on and the chapter I wrote was saved in that laptop... There it go TwT )

I thought it would take like, half a year or more to reach 1k reads or something, but I didn't expect to reach that many in....*counts fingers* 3/4 months time :00 I can't thank you enough XD Much thanks and much love for the 1.26k reads and 61 votes!!

And, I welcome all new readers who just read this book till here! Hope you look forward to the rest of the chapters!

Enjoy~!





3rd Person's P.O.V

After leaving Tsukiyomi to let her fend off Kei herself, with much protests and disagreements of leaving her to fight alone, Atsushi was able to escape and contact Dazai once he and Tsukana left the building. Agreeing to meet up at the Agency to explain to Dazai of the situation, the weretiger quickly made his way towards the workplace, with a battered up Tsukana in his hands.

Reaching the Agency, Atsushi ran up the stairs all while dragging a tired and angry Tsukana with him. "How could you just drag me around? Where are you going to take me now?!!" Tsukana screamed out in anger, her legs were protesting against her body for running any longer.

Ignoring her to the best he could, Atsushi continued his way up the stairs, to the fourth level and walking in the familiar hallway he had been walking for a few months.

"DON'T IGNORE ME YOU! I'M OLDER THAN YOU, WHITE HAIRED BOY!"

Rolling his eyes, Atsushi mentally groaned in annoyance. 'When will she shut up... How is she Akira-san's sister....? I have enough of her screams eh...'

Once he had arrived outside the Agency entrance door, he slammed the door opened without a moment of hesitation and dragged Tsukana inside along with him, slamming the door close with his leg while he whirled his head to look for a certain male in the workplace.

"S-SHACHO!!! Shacho where are you?!!!" Atsushi screamed out, seeing as the President wasn't in the workplace area while still holding onto a screaming Tsukana who was demanding him to stop ignoring her and let her wrist go.

"What is it?!" The President exclaimed as he opened the door of his office and brisk walk out and into the workplace office after hearing Atsushi yelling for him.

"AH! Shacho!" Atsushi stood straight and did a small salute, in which the President passed it off with a wave of his hand.

"What do you need me--"

"WefoundTsukanaAkira! Andweneedbackupnow!Akira-san isfightingsomeonefromthePortMafia!" Atsushi hollered out in a fury of words the moment the President waved his small salute off. Screaming more words out at the President, Atsushi could not help but let his mouth run more with his hands flailing around in anxiousness.

Looking at Atsushi with confused and narrowed eyes, the President stood in front of Atsushi and placed a hand on said person's shoulder, in hopes of calming him down. "Calm down. Explain it to me again. Slowly."

Taking in a deep breath, Atsushi calmed his nerves down before pulling Tsukana by the wrist and directing her to stand beside him. Pointing his thumb at Tsukana, Atsushi spoke out, more slower and calmer this time, "We found and rescued Tsukana Akira, sir!"

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