I think you're a troll and absolutely would, if you had a butfor.
[His office has some more paperwork on it, which Inaba might be able to peek at later. She will also notice that his booze has remained largely untouched in the last week, and there is now a huge snorlax couch-thing on the floor by his desk. But otherwise his office is unchanged.]
To prove my theory right? Yeah. To be honest -- what I found out is still a little flimsy. But given everything that's happened as of late, the context of the situation and everything. . .
I heard a while back about a description of a young Japanese male with dark hair, glasses, blue eyes and was scrawny. So I was wondering: was the person you?
Because, barring two people, I haven't met anyone from this game before that first day here. So whoever told you that description has mistaken me for someone else.
Who else would it be? You haven't been in contact with anyone outside of this game since it started, and you wouldn't have known about me until the game started either.
Don't underestimate my information gathering skills.
But your denial is kind of cute, you know. Why are you insisting so hard that you're not the person of that description, hmm? It's true that I didn't know about Dazai being the one to run this game - but I got that description from someone outside of it, before it even started, and he probably doesn't even know that I have it.
And you said 'barring two people', right? I~ wonder~ who those people are~
[ She sounds so pleased with herself. She doesn't even care if she's wrong or not at this point; she's getting a lot of information out of him that she didn't expect to get.
You're actually going to let me guess? How kind of you. I'm going to cross out the two obvious choices right away, but I do want to confirm another person, even if I'm wrong: it isn't Moriarty, right?
[ Although her dark gaze shifts towards the door and how he locks it. ]
The one who described that person like that? Why should I tell you who he is? I don't benefit from it.
Ahh, you got one right. I met Moriarty-san just recently, actually. Though his memory seems to be a bit off lately, did you notice that?
[With the door locked, he's going to head over to his desk so he can rummage around his his drawer for something for a minute. He's more focused on his task, but he's still talking to Inaba as he looks down.]
Hmm~ I suppose you're right there. Keeping your information sources secret is probably for the best.
Say, Ina-bun, did you know that this room is soundproofed?
[Yeah, he's checking his gun and making sure it's good to go, and his look is turning dark too.]
I invited you to go looking for evidence because I figured you wouldn't find anything useful and you would just get bored with it. And while you still haven't found anything- your assumptions are wrong, by the way- your smug self-satisfaction with your sub-par detective skills is going to get the wrong people to actually look at me. And I'm not going to die with my work unfinished because you were too stupid to listen when you were told to leave something alone.
[And now he's stepping away from the desk to point the gun right at her.]
Just be grateful she is here to collect your soul, so you won't be gone for good. Consider this your 'time out' until the end of the game.
Ah, is that so? Is this the real you after all, Dazai? You really don't understand anything at all about me, do you? You- no, nobody even fucking bothered. I wanted to learn who the real you is, but if it's like this—
Then you don't deserve him.
[ She doesn't move, but her eyes still narrow at him, absolutely furious. ]
So go ahead: don't fucking hesitate. If you want to kill me, do it, you coward.
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[He's going to try to swipe the bag as he lets her in, though.]
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[ She huffs, but it's easy to swipe the bag from her hands, though. ]
For crying out loud, do you think that everything I do is a fucking joke?
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[His office has some more paperwork on it, which Inaba might be able to peek at later. She will also notice that his booze has remained largely untouched in the last week, and there is now a huge snorlax couch-thing on the floor by his desk. But otherwise his office is unchanged.]
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Although she might not have a chance to actually do that, not if she says what she came here for. ]
Anyway, I didn't come here to mess around. [ Much. ] You remember what we talked about last time, right?
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You were looking for evidence, right?
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I think I have a good chance of being right.
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She can't help but raise a brow at that. ]
I heard a while back about a description of a young Japanese male with dark hair, glasses, blue eyes and was scrawny. So I was wondering: was the person you?
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So no, that wasn't me.
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[ YELLS AT HIM in frustration ]
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Who said that I was talking about someone from this game, Dazai?
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But your denial is kind of cute, you know. Why are you insisting so hard that you're not the person of that description, hmm? It's true that I didn't know about Dazai being the one to run this game - but I got that description from someone outside of it, before it even started, and he probably doesn't even know that I have it.
And you said 'barring two people', right? I~ wonder~ who those people are~
[ She sounds so pleased with herself. She doesn't even care if she's wrong or not at this point; she's getting a lot of information out of him that she didn't expect to get.
And it's actually interesting tidbits, too. ]
One of them can't possibly be Karen, right?
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[He's going to step over to his door, though, and just casually lock it.]
But now you're making me curious. Just who is this 'someone' you know, hmm?
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[ Although her dark gaze shifts towards the door and how he locks it. ]
The one who described that person like that? Why should I tell you who he is? I don't benefit from it.
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[With the door locked, he's going to head over to his desk so he can rummage around his his drawer for something for a minute. He's more focused on his task, but he's still talking to Inaba as he looks down.]
Hmm~ I suppose you're right there. Keeping your information sources secret is probably for the best.
Say, Ina-bun, did you know that this room is soundproofed?
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[ She has a good reason for it, but she is absolutely keeping an eye on him, watching for any suspicious movement. ]
. . . I had a guess, given that the room didn't have any cameras.
What, you're not going to kill me, are you?
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[Yep it's a gun. He's getting a fucking gun.]
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is immediately doing her a huge concern but she isn't running away ]
Am I allowed to ask why?
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I invited you to go looking for evidence because I figured you wouldn't find anything useful and you would just get bored with it. And while you still haven't found anything- your assumptions are wrong, by the way- your smug self-satisfaction with your sub-par detective skills is going to get the wrong people to actually look at me. And I'm not going to die with my work unfinished because you were too stupid to listen when you were told to leave something alone.
[And now he's stepping away from the desk to point the gun right at her.]
Just be grateful she is here to collect your soul, so you won't be gone for good. Consider this your 'time out' until the end of the game.
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Then you don't deserve him.
[ She doesn't move, but her eyes still narrow at him, absolutely furious. ]
So go ahead: don't fucking hesitate. If you want to kill me, do it, you coward.
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[And he shoots at her.
It's a goddamn pellet gun. Enjoy paint splotches on you, Inaba.]
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