It didn't take much time to take the sleeping white haired boy who is now they recognize as the waretiger to the dorm that the most of Detectives from the agency live in there and it was done by Yosano, Kunikida and Kenji.
While Ranpo and Dazai lead the Itsuho Uchiha to their president for the 'test'.
As they walk, Dazai look at the Raven haired girl who is in a tattered bloody robe underneath his trench coat which he let her burrow earlier.
The silhouette of her that reached to his eye level without any efforts of shoes, and slender figure that probably neither too plump nor too thin. The long fingers that can strangle his neck beautifully.
The jet black hair that resembles the night itself is shaped sharp like very thin needles at the end of the strands. The skin that is almost pale as white moonlight and the red lips that resembled red fresh blood itself.
His gaze wandered on her too much as her playful voice woke him up to the reality.
"Back to Earth Dazai" Itsuho 'look' at him as it is like she have eyes to sense his gaze. Then he wondered how would she look like if she have eyes as he smirked.
"Are you sure that you don't want to have a double suicide with me Itsuho-chan~"
He sing sang while taking long steps to catch up with her and Ranpo who was being busy from asking questions about her world.
He chuckled inwardly about how vague her answers about her world as he look at her hands that screaming the traces of rough gripping and her fuild movements, clearly showing the grace of a swordman.
He immediately guessed those traces are from holding sharp weapons from the earlier way of she held the scalpel when he and Kunikida rescued her.
"Mmm although I don't have any intention to commit suicide. I can help you with that" Her faint smile held a trace of a sadistic intention. "So tell me how you want it and I can definitely help you with that"
'What a fierce girl' He wryly smiled when that thought appeared in his mind knowing she is being true to her assurance as he remember earlier how she handled the weretiger. Not just handling but beating it to the point of it started to meowing like a tamed cat and all were done by herself.
Still he didn't intimidated by her even a bit though. "Well the thing is I hate pain Itsuho-chan....do you have any painless methods?" He asked as they reached near a park.
"Sure I do have few—" Her voice is cut by another person as a middle aged man with silver hair walk to them. When he move, the wood sandals he wearing sounded against road. His Yukata is moved with the sea breeze as Dazai lowered his head a little bit and greeted him.
"President" ×2
Except Itsuho who just stood motionlessly, he and Ranpo both look at the man in front of them with respect as his whole aura is demanding it from them.
He opened his eyes completely with a sharp look as he started to assess the girl in front of him.
"So you are the outworlder that Dazai and Kunikida found out" After few moments of suffocating silence the man spoke.
"And you are the samurai that your subordinate spoke of" She didn't back away because of his sharp pressure as she seems almost amuse by it.
While she spoke of it, her smile turn in to a smirk as she also released a same pressure as the president if not it is overwhelming than the president's.
As if they understood they disturbing and suppressing Dazai and Ranpo, both retreated their pressure as they 'look' at each other in more relaxed way.
"So you don't have any methods to go back?"
"Unfortunately no, I already tried but it was futile. I was bound to this place from the moment I appeared here. If not I would have already got eject by this world" She said as she talking about what is she going to have for dinner.
"I see, so you want to join the Agency" The president's eyes sharpened as his gaze trying to pierce through her.
"Well.....how about we talk about that later" Before he or Ranpo react she flashed behind of Yukichi Fukuzawa, the president of Armed detective agency.
He didn't react much to her movements as he just stare at the katana she put in his hand in a blink of eye.
"She is....really a fascination" Dazai chuckled darkly when he failed to track her movements.
"How pretentious" Ranpo didn't say much as both of them slide so they won't be in the middle of the whatever fight they held on.
"I heard you are a shinobi from a world governed by different law of nature." The president spoke, as his deep, grounding voice went along with the sea breeze. "With that stench of death you held on, You must be a soldier who went through countless wars.....a child soldier"
He held the sheath of the katana in left hand in a relaxed motion. "They said you tamed the waretiger with sheer strength..... very much of a good weapon if use wisely." Itsuho just chuckled indifferently at his comment.
Dazai started to wonder the way she survived as a child soldier to the girl in front of him now who is clashing with one of most formidable fighters he knew in his life like she is starting a fun game.
Fukuzawa drew the sword from the sheath as he dashed towards her neck in a millisecond, not giving anytime for her to react. "But the Agency does not need weapons, Itsuho Uchiha."
But as the blade reach her, she was flashed away like she is a ghost. As he expected her move, in next moment the sharp edge of the sword slowly reached at her as she jumped in to air.
"The Agency need protecters, not merely the powerful weapons without mind."
As she is in the air the blade started to point at her heart as a tanto appeared in her hand with a puff sound as she slid the tanto against the blade as she changed the direction she landing.