[No sane cab driver would take a fare that's bleeding all over the place... is what Dazai could counter if he really wanted to, but it's not like he couldn't get someone from the Agency - or, better yet: a third party - to pick him up, if he was desperate.
He smirks in spite of the pain, an odd self-mocking quality to it. He's definitely not "being an idiot" because he wants Chuuya close - and yet... isn't doing it to annoy Chuuya almost the same thing?
But then, why is Chuuya one of the few people he never tires of bullying?]
Being an idiot is a matter of perspective.
[That's all he says in the end, a simple and yet fairly quiet denial. Let Chuuya think (using the term loosely) what he wants. Dazai can't stop him anyway, and there's no point in putting in the effort.
At least he does what he's been told - the surest sign yet of how great he isn't doing - sitting on the toilet without complaining. He looks down at the mess of his new injuries, a little sulky. Okay, maybe he could have calculated that risk a little better...]
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He smirks in spite of the pain, an odd self-mocking quality to it. He's definitely not "being an idiot" because he wants Chuuya close - and yet... isn't doing it to annoy Chuuya almost the same thing?
But then, why is Chuuya one of the few people he never tires of bullying?]
Being an idiot is a matter of perspective.
[That's all he says in the end, a simple and yet fairly quiet denial. Let Chuuya think (using the term loosely) what he wants. Dazai can't stop him anyway, and there's no point in putting in the effort.
At least he does what he's been told - the surest sign yet of how great he isn't doing - sitting on the toilet without complaining. He looks down at the mess of his new injuries, a little sulky. Okay, maybe he could have calculated that risk a little better...]