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“Atsushi-kun! There’s a letter delivered for you– Do you have relatives in France?” Dazai asked, even though he has a hint of who wrote the letter to Atsushi, he still acted clueless. Atsushi cocked his head, signifying he was surprised that someone sent him a letter.. From France?!
“Even if he has a relative in another country, it’s not still your business to meddle with.” Kunikida responded, with a ‘tsk’ and ‘get your ass here, Dazai’. It was a hard week for the Agency, despite they needed to finish all the paperwork and submit it to the Special Division.
“Kunikida-kun! You’re no fun. By the way, Atsushi-kun, you should definitely read that letter right now, you don’t know what will surprise you~” Dazai placed the letter on Atsushi’s desk.
“Okay then.. I’m almost finished with the paperwork, reading this first won’t hurt..” Atsushi mumbled, while side-eyeing Kunikida, who doesn’t really mind.
“Exactly! Take a break, Atsushi-kun! I’ll be sleeping on the couch, tell me if you see any midget with a hat, okay?” Dazai waved his hand and flopped himself on the couch. Kunikida was tired so he decided to leave him alone.
“I’m definitely on Nakahara-san’s side.”
“Boo. What a bummer.”
As Atsushi opened the letter, it smelled fragrant. The letters that were written inside were elegant. Inside the envelope, there were a lot of candid polaroid shots of the sky, nature, cats and… a picture of a man that means a lot to him.
“..Akutagawa..?”
He was beautiful . Atsushi placed the photo inside of his phone case, Akutagawa’s photo. He would never remove his picture, never. He guessed that Akutagawa was the one who sent him the letter, after seeing those candid shots.
He knew that Akutagawa loves to take photos, everything he sees around him is exquisite. He can actually make an exhibition, if he wanted.
Finally, Atsushi carefully opened the letter:
12th March 2022
Nakajima Atsushi
Armed Detective Agency
Yokohama, Japan
Dear Atsushi,
It has been a while since I’ve talked to you. If you received this letter, it has been 20 days since my departure to France. The roses glowed red, as they bloomed further throughout the city of Paris. There were a lot of cases that my organization had to take care of. I will return by next Friday. I’m well aware that you have been working hard for the Agency, have you thought of taking a sip of tea and relaxing?
Every time I see a stray cat on the streets of Paris, I can’t help but to think of you. The cat was stubborn yet it was so strong to fight against strays. It didn’t have any shelter to stay at, so Nakahara-san decided to adopt it. Her name is Tora. She has similar eyes to you, it was heterochromia. Yet her eyes have the color of the galaxy, blue-violet– if I’m not mistaken. The skies here are beautiful, just like how I glance over you, a bliss indeed.
Every time I go to a museum, I always wonder if you are so fond of going to a place full of arts and literature– I wonder if you would fit into such a category so that I can show the world how you mean a lot to me. I wonder if you could be the muse of my works, I would never get tired making an art out of you. You’re the definition of art, a masterpiece, a work that could never be thrown away.
My free time is almost over. Say, If I return to Yokohama, will you share a cup of tea with me? Watching the stars gaze over the city, as we continue to talk where the wind would only listen to our cries. It must’ve been cold in the city, don’t forget to wear a coat. My sincere apologies for letting you have this letter late, as I wrote it before departing to France. If you don’t mind letting me know, tell me everything about your daily life, tell me how it went. Tell me, how did your day end?
I shall return to this city, time is running fast. I don't recall saying this to you in person, I don’t remember that I told you– that I love you.
Sincerely,
Akutagawa Ryuunosuke.
P.s If you received this on March 31, meet me at 5pm at the central park.
Je t'aime, pour l'éternité, mon chef-d'œuvre.
After reading the letter that was sent to him, Atsushi was smiling like an idiot. He was happy. It was 1 pm, there’s still 4 hours for him to get ready for later. There was a box beside the letter, it was a necklace with a sun pendant.
“Mon soleil, sors avec moi plus tard.” a letter inside the box with the pendant.
Atsushi blushed so hard when he knew about the meaning of those words– He studied French this year, along with Tanizaki and Ichiyou.
After that, he organized all the stuff on his desk, and was ready to head home after finishing all the documents.
“Can’t wait to see you later, mon amor.”