Mizuki stares at her surrounding. 

"You're sending me where?"

Fukuzawa flips through his copy of the file. "Ranpo wants to meet Poe."

"I thought he was staying in America?"

"Fitzgerald is here to bargain." Fukuzawa hums. "He'll give us Eyes of god in exchange for something only you can provide him."

"A kiss?" Mizuki raises her brow.

"No," He hums. "He didn't tell me, but I trust you."

Mizuki laughs. "Did he hint at it?"

"Here's the meeting spot. I'll send Ranpo with you-" Fukzuawa hands Mizuki a slip of paper.

"Alright," Mizuki hums. "Shall I grab him?"

"Stay safe."

"Mhm," Mizuki grins. "Can I give a kiss?"

"Mm," Fukuzawa hums quietly, and Mizuki pecks his cheek. "Stay safe."

"Of course," Mizuki grins as she leaves the room.

"Ranpo-chan!" Mizuki sings. "Time to fetch your friend!"

Ranpo looks up from his pile of snacks. "Hm? Poe?"

"Mhm!" Mizuki waves the paper. "I have a job specifically for the great detective!"

"Well, if you put it that way..." Ranpo grins. "Then I'll have no choice but to join you!"

"That's right," Mizuki beams. "Let's go!"

Ranpo follows her through the streets, holding her hand to make sure he didn't get lost.

"Did you figure it out?"

"I think he wants to meet us at that cafe,"

"He's still rich, huh?" Mizuki hums. "He never lost in this life."

"I think he owes you for that."

"Then why does he want something only I can give him?"

"He wants your forgiveness, I guess," Ranpo shrugs. "Let's go!"

Mizuki steps into the cafe, and spots the blonde in the back with Poe.

"Good morning!" Fitzgerald smiles.

"Pleasure seeing you here," Mizuki switches to English effortlessly. "What did you need in exchange?"

"He's not exactly under me," Fitzgerald hums. "I just came here to have tea with you."

"Hm," Mizuki smiles.

"Mi-chan!" Dazai sings. "Lovely seeing you here."

"Hm," Mizuki smiles. "What did we need? For you to be here personally?"

"Long time no see, Dazai." Ranpo smiles. "I'd like a milk tea with pearls, please."

"I'll take black tea," Mizuki smiles. "You two?"

"I'm paying,"

"In that case-" Mizuki starts as a joke.

"Do you have sake?"

"You alcoholic," Mizuki sighs. "Add another bottle."

"Are you going to outdrink me?" Dazai smiles.

"Don't get drunk while doing business, now," Fitzgerald hums. "Edgar?"

"Ranpo-san."

"Let's go!"

"Make sure you keep him close! Ranpo gets lost easily!" Mizuki calls after the two as they rush out. "So?"

"I wanted Verlaine from the Mafia in exchange for Poe."

"Low deal," Mizuki huffs. "is that all?"

"Christie wanted him, not me." Fitzgerald shrugs. "I don't know why."

"Well, she is European," Mizuki grumbles. "Dazai?"

"We locked him up as soon as Chuuya got wind of where he was." Dazai shrugs. "We have no use of Verlaine. Take him. Oh,"

Dazai stirs his drink. "Mi-chan, you're the escort."

"Hm? Is there a reason?"

"Verlaine wanted to talk to you."

Mizuki smiles. "Alright. You have to come with, I need an offense ability, while you keep his ability neutralized."

"What do you go by now? Previously when you killed the ability users, you went by a particular name."  Fitzgerald smiles. "Hm? Greed?"

Mizuki taps the side of her teacup with the tea spoon gently. "I'm known as something else in this life."

"I woke up with memories of another world and thought I was going insane," He laughs. "You even traumatized Christie bad enough that she didn't even want to put a bounty over the weretiger's head."

Mizuki chuckles, bringing the teacup to her lips. "Someone had to teach one of the best mystery novelists a lesson. There was no one else."

The smirk on her lips is terrifying. 

"I suppose so," He hums. "Dazai, you have good english."

"Thank you," Dazai smiles. "I just have an excellent teacher."

"He picked it up so I would stop cursing at him in English and change to another language," Mizuki hums, placing her teacup down. "Now I swear at him in french."

"Sounds like something you'd do."

Mizuki's phone vibrates.

"Hello?"

"Did you finish?" Fukuzawa's voice rings on the line.

"I did," Mizuki beams. "We're chatting over tea right now."

"it's best I get going," Fitzgerald smiles. "The Moby Dick will be at the port in two days to pick him up."

"Got it," Mizuki signs. "We just finished. Is there something else?"

"Not quite," He hums. "Just making sure."

"Don't worry," Mizuki lowers her voice and waves bye at the two males. "He didn't ask for a blessing."

"That's good. Who else was there?"

"Dazai," Mizuki pulls out a cigarette from her jacket. "Ranpo ran off with Poe-chan."

"Ah," Fukuzawa hums. "Do you think..."

"I don't know," Mizuki huffs. "I don't mind either."

"How'd you know?"

"Because I swear you asked me that once in my past life." Mizuki skips down the street. "Hm?"

"Are you driving back?"

"I need exercise," Mizuki stops in front of a store. "Ranpo-chan!! Time to go!"

"Coming!" Ranpo pulls Poe out of the bookstore, and Ranpo grins. "This is my kaa-san. She's the beEEEssSSSt Kaa-san in the world."

"Ah... Mizuki-san."

Mizuki waves. "Don't worry about honorifics. Any friend of Ranpo-chan is welcome."

"Did you find him?"

"Yeah," Mizuki smiles. "Ranpo-chan, Poe-chan, come on. Tou-san wants us back."

Mizuki grabs Ranpo's hand, and she pulls the two to the train station.

"Why didn't you take the car?"

"Yu-chan, that's no fun. I told you I need exercise."

"You're thinner than Dazai," Fukuzawa sighs. "You need to eat more."

Mizuki laughs. "I suppose. My body does that so that it can use all the nutrients to keeping me alive."

"... Mizuki." Fukuzawa's voice is uncharacteristically serious now. 

"Hm? What's wrong?"

"Have you ever... tried making someone immortal?"

"Well," Mizuki swipes her card, and hands it to Ranpo. "I made a carrier pigeon immortal."

"How'd you do it?"

"Are you considering immortality?" Mizuki lets go of Ranpo's hand, and turns around to wait for the boy.

"No," He hums. "I just wondered if it would make you less lonely."

"Perhaps," Mizuki takes Ranpo's hand in hers again. "But I'm not sure about how that'll effect the rest of the world."

"True," Fukuzawa muses. "We can talk about it in detail when you get back. Are you on the subway yet?"

"The doors just opened." Mizuki pulls the other two into the subway, and she hums. "Was there anything else? I bet you just finished a meeting."

"I did," He hums. "We're actually in the conference room waiting for you."

"I'd love to just pop in, but I have Ranpo and Poe with me." Mizuki rubs circles on the back of Ranpo's palm. "What are they waiting for?"

"We need a rundown of the virus."

"Mm," Mizuki hums. "It'd be a nice ability to devour, huh?"

I'd love it.

"We'll wait."

Mizuki opens her mouth to speak, before she hears whispers from the phone.

"SHHH!! THE PRESIDENT'S CALLING HIS WIFE!"

"HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO STAY QUIET WHEN I NEED TO ASK HER A QUESTION?"

"SAVE IT FOR LATER!"

Mizuki chuckles.

The train comes to their stop, and Mizuki pulls the other two down. "Alright, I'm almost there."

"Ah, shall I pick you up?"

"It's fine." Mizuki hums. "We're here!"

Ranpo rushes in with Poe, and Mizuki heads up the stairs.

"I'm here!" She swings the door to the meeting room open.

"Let's start."

Date: XX - XX - XXXX

Planning starts after Mizuki picks up Poe. Traumatizing Christie in her past life, the foreigners choose to stay out in this life.