#yanagi aiji x reader

[kewpiemeayo]

Otome Universe

➤ 〖Yanagi Aiji from Collar x Malice〗

Would it take you by surprise to know that Yanagi's mature, responsible, and leader-like composure is built on the foundation of a delinquent childhood? Consider this private investigator overworked and in desperate need of several days' worth of sleep. He's got time for a few cuddles between shifts at his agency though! Currently one (1) story available to read!

➤ 〖Osborn from Light and Night〗

New character coming soon. Stayed tuned for the next update!

[rainydayotomes]

Collar x Malice reacts to "How about you rearrange my guts?" meme

Based off of this post on reddit, hehe.

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Yanagi

Yanagi.exe has stopped working

You look at him with a smirk playing on your lips, and watch as his face goes 50 different beautiful shades of red

You can literally see the gears turning in this man's head as he tries to process what the actual fuck you just said to him

After a moment he sighs, and just shakes his head. Now he's the one whos smirking....

"I thought I did that last night? Or, was that not enough for you...?"

Enomoto

You texted the poor lad during your lunch break, and you swear you could hear his shriek from the rooftop where you ate your lunch

"(Y/N) are you ok?!!?!?" he texts back.

"Yeah, why?"

"What do you mean by sending that?!?!"

"What do you mean what do I mean- I mean what I said"

"But that

but

but..."

Yeah congrats, now you're gonna have to order a new Enomoto

They're $15 at Walmart right now, better hurry!

He literally doesn't respond for the rest of the day

But when he sees you in person at the end of the day, his face erupts into the deepest blush you've ever seen and he can't even look at you

"If that's... uh... really what you want..." he sharply inhales, before continuing "Then I, Mineo Enomoto, will fulfill your wish!" He says as he strikes a pose

On the outside he appears alright

But on the inside his organs are currently melting from the heat deep within him...

Sasazuka

"Are you sure you should be saying something so lewd in public?"

This man always loves to startle you

You weren't even suppose to meet up today, and yet here he is at this crosswalk, leaning and looking over your shoulder like he had before (see: collar x malice unlimited)

"Takeru! Why do you always have to startle me!? T-T"

That fucking shit eating grin he's wearing right now just makes you want to push him off you

"It's not my fault you don't pay attention. You should be more aware of your surroundings, especially if you're trying to talk dirty in public."

"But it was a text-!"

"Doesn't matter."

You feel him peck your cheek before he removes himself from your shoulders

"If you're really in heat that badly, then wait for me tonight, dumb cat. Your master will give you a treat." He says with that same shit eating grin before he walks away

Okazaki

It takes the man a moment to reply to your text

"Will do! c(ˆ▿ˆc)"

wat

"Uhm Kei?"

"≧◉ᴥ◉≦"

"You're just.... not gonna say anything else about it?"

"Should I? (づ￣ ³￣)づ"

"Well uh... no, I guess not?"

"Alright then ( ＾◡＾)っ ♡"

Shiraishi

The two of you were meeting up tonight, because Shiraishi was allowed to go home for the weekend

You had let yourself into his apartment to wait for him and noticed some things had changed

Most notably, some of the usual things that were out, like some books on the coffee table and whatnot were currently nowhere to be found

So you sent him the text, smiling to yourself as you wondered how he'd take the joke

After a few minutes, you're alerted to his response

"That was the plan"

WHAT

"Why else do you think everything has been put away? Make yourself ready, I'll be there soon."

WHAT DOES HE MEAN 'MAKE YOURSELF READY'!?

"You're joking right?!"

"Nope." And with that, he sends a sly little cat sticker

Fucker always knows exactly what he's doing, doesn't he?

Fuck you Shiraishi

but also I love you

Bonus: Saeki

It had been a long, long time since you had last been in Saeki's small ass apartment

It's always been messy, but tonight it seemed a lot more organized and tidy then usual

So you joking recited the meme

He stops, and turns to you with huge eyes

"What!?"

You laugh at his reaction, which just makes him look like a kicked puppy

"Don't say things like that, or I might get the wrong idea... I'm still hopelessly single, you know."

I can change that no you are NOT saying that. no. stop it. bad.

Out of everyone, Saeki reacts the calmest, and doesn't take it seriously

....or so you think

When you're out of the room, he mumbles to himself as he's deep in thought

"So that's what you're into, eh (Y/N)...? Maybe some day I'll be able to treat you to your desires...."

[sunlightheidi]

Aiji Yanagi X Reader

A short fluffy piece to introduce myself to the Collar x Malice fandom. Hi, I’m Heidi, and sweet Yanagi and curious Shiraishi have my heart. 

“Sweetheart?”

You glance up from behind a thin book at the sound of his voice. Early Saturday morning with two cups of tea on the table, unsweetened how he likes.

“Good morning, lover.”

A smile at his still-mussed hair from sleep, clever flickers in your eyes lingering too long.

“What is it?” Yanagi asks, curious, boyish smile on his face (in the way you love).

“Nothing.” You respond, “I just—” another grin. Bigger this time.

You close the pages between your hands and purse your lips slyly. One eyebrow raises while avoiding his gaze, a fluttering secret in your heart growing higher.

Oh, it’s sweet. He loves how endearing it is that you share with him all manners of things, but sometimes hold onto a few for yourself, wrapping your thoughts around simple joys, tucking them away for another time, sharing them with no one but him. 

Silly jokes imparted to him before bed just to hear his laugh. Trivial knowledge, allotted when you deemed necessary, and he would roll his eyes to tease, when is this ever necessary? Quotes that linger, that you love tenderly, kissed onto his skin so that he would know you adored him, too.

This morning you’re starry eyed and marveling at him like you’ve discovered something profound.

He comes closer now, sliding onto his knees. One fist props against his cheek, elbow next to his mug, tilting his head.

Softly, you admit, “I was just thinking about you, Aiji.”

“About me? Why’s that?”

“A sweet poem. All sweet things make me think about you.”

His chest swells with affection, on the cusp of overflowing and he wonders how a modest smattering of words can so easily render him speechless. The sly smile returns to your face.

Slowly, you reveal your joy to him, already committed to memory from pages shut carefully on the table. Fingers dance up the length of his forearm as you lean forward.

“Oh God, it’s wonderful,” you recite, tracing the ridges of his knuckles. “To get out of bed,” your beautiful mouth hovers over his hand, lips brushing just so on his cheek.

Yanagi listens attentively, shifts in hopes of catching you, but you’re faster.

“And drink too much tea,” a kiss to his nose, instead. “And smoke too many cigarettes.”

Both your hands cup his jaw and he falls into the infinite vastness of your affection.

“And love you so much.”

[collarximagines]

So I've had a request and on that single request were two adjectives. Jealous and possessive. So, thanks to requests, we are going to be a bit mean to him on his birthday. I'm sorry Yanagi!!

Word Count: 620 Fandom: Collar x Malice Pairing: Aiji Yanagi x Reader For Aiji’s birthday, you had thoughtfully thrown a surprise party for him. However, not all surprises end with a positive response...

You had managed to throw a surprise party for Aiji and everyone was there you had invited. Honestly, you were so happy that it was all going to plan. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves and even Aiji seemed quite happy with the way things were going. The drinks were flowing, food was out for people to help themselves, everything was going great.

You stood in between Hajime Morioka and Seiji Minegishi, the two complimenting you on how well the party was going as you stood there with drinks in your hands. You couldn't stop smiling as you spoke to the two of them, and you were blushing, due to them complimenting you so much. It was strange to hear, and even more so considering they were higher than you at work.

However, things appeared quite different from where Aiji was stood at the other side of the room. He glanced over every now and again, the hand that wasn't holding his drink was clenched into a tight fist as he watched you between the two men. It was even more frustrating given one of the men was his old boss, so he knew him rather well, which seemed to make his jealousy even worse. He was hardly able to concentrate on anything else as the party continued on, though he did try and make conversation here and there, mostly people received yes and no answers from him and maybe slight mumblings.

Impressively enough, Aiji managed to tolerate it right until the end of the party. Yes, he felt more jealous due to having to deal with it for such a long time, however, he was thoughtful and you appeared to be enjoying yourself, so he felt it best to wait. Though, as soon as the party had ended, he ushered everyone out as fast as possible, including his friends. This still left him with one problem though. Mineo lived in the office, which made it more difficult to kick him out.

“That was a really fun party, I'm so glad-” Mineo began, though Aiji quickly cut him off, the anger caused by his jealousy still remained, even after the men had all gone.

“Mineo. Here's some money, go check yourself into a hotel or something. I need the office to myself” Aiji replied, roughly shoving enough money to pay for a hotel for the night into Mineo's hands, while both you and the red-head looked at the taller, darker haired male with confusion.

“Y/N here still owes me a birthday present” He said, his tone becoming darker and more sultry, which in turn caused both you and Mineo to blush, having realised what it could have possibly suggested. It was not surprising at all that Mineo left the apartment as fast as possible as soon as he had heard how Aiji had spoken.

You were a little nervous, given the look in Aiji's eyes, knowing he wasn't in the best of moods. Your eyes glanced towards the ground as you began to twiddle your fingers. “Well, I hope that you enjoyed your party-” You began, though weren't able to finish as the next thing you knew, Aiji had you pinned to the closet wall, holding your arms above your head and he was pressed flush against your body.

“Well, I know that you had fun at least. Being flirted with all night. Do you really think your boyfriend enjoys seeing men all over you?” The jealousy was quite clear. “Do I have to remind you who you belong to?” He leaned down, nipping on your neck with his teeth, giving you an idea of the events of the night.

“I won't stop until I'm certain you know the answer”.

This so had the potential to become smut. Let’s not even lie. Maybe I will start writing smut, though I have to feel I can do so first, so give me time!

, Neko

[gothita]

Notice Me!

Collar x Malice - Aiji Yanagi x Reader  Note: contains content not appropriate for minors. Please do not read if you are under 18. To avoid tumblr’s censoring I am putting a small exert under the cut, with the full fic available here on ao3.

A request from a (very patient) anon ^_^

You really are enjoying your meet up with everyone. It feels nice to just hang out and enjoy time together with these guys, people close enough to you at this point that you'd call them friends. A certain one among them - Aiji Yanagi - you'd even have considered more than a friend... up until he suddenly began to dodge your every move. You can't help feeling hurt by it. After all, you thought the two of you were a thing. Were you wrong? Misinterpretting his actions and words? You don't know, but no matter the reason for it, its painful to be treated like a stranger.

Even as everyone is beginning to head out, you still haven't been able to get in much contact with Yanagi. Is there really how its going to end between you two? Without any closure, just... gone, like a ghost? You don't want that. There's no way to tell what Yanagi is thinking right now, but you refuse to just give up on him!

Suddenly an idea starts to form in your mind after Yanagi leaves his trenchcoat behind while saying goodbye to the others. Would he notice you if you -- ... There's no time to decide if its a good idea or not. Yanagi is out of the room for now, so you make sure to get this ready quick while he's not looking.

You hear the door open as he comes back inside. Yanagi seems to notice that your coat is still there, as he calls out, "Y/N? Did you not head out with the others?" As he says this he turns his attention to what should now be an empty room, and his eyes widen in surprise at the sight before him. There you are, in his trenchcoat, with a shy look on your face. "Y/N, what is...?"

His words trail off as he looks down to the floor and notices the dress you had been worn has been discarded at your feet. Is he flustered? He looks like he can't find words. You don't give him a chance to find any, instead mustering up your courage to begin unbuttoning the trenchcoat.

FULL VERSION CAN BE READ HERE.

[imaginingfantasies]

YANAGI - “I don’t care what ____ said, im not gonna buy you an alpaca”

Yanagi Aiji X Reader

Yanagi watched Shiraishi pick out a pet with (Name). It was their shared gift for Shiraishi’s return from prison.

He watched Shiraishi run back and forth from cats and rabbits with (Name) laughing behind.

“You should get a cat” (Name) said, “It suits you the most”

“Hmm do you think I can get a red panda here?” Shiraishi ask (Name), sending Yanagi shaking with laughter, that he tried to force down, “Okazaki-kun showed them to me and they’re really cute”

“I doubt they have any of those-”

“What about an alpaca?” Shiraishi cut in, his eyes, twinkling, “Okazaki-kun said they’re really fluffy and-”

“I don’t care what Okazaki said, we’re not getting you an alpaca” (Name) deadpanned while Yanagi came over to them, still shaking with laughter.

“Ok (Name) go easy on him” He intervened, “And Shiraishi that puppy seems to like you”

The three looked down at a puppy corgi pawing against his cage to reach Shiraishi’s lab coat. He then shifted his attention to the dog and picked him up.

“You looked like a mom there for a second (Name)” Yanagi teased, wrapping an arm around them.

“I might as well be with how much of a child Shiraishi-san is” they sighed.

“You looked like you got it though”

“Does that make you the dad?”

Shiraishi then decided he would take the corgi. He stood back up and faced the couple.

“Hey I would like to get-”

He stopped mid-sentence upon seeing a flustered Yanagi and a shining (Name).

[deathbyotoge]

Collar x Malice Overview

It only took me about 3.5 months to complete, but I have officially completed Collar x Malice in its entirety! Life’s been pretty crazy busy ever since July when the game was released, what with vacations, work, attempts to be social (^▽^;), and all the other games I’ve been playing on the side, so my otome gaming kinda took a backseat for awhile. ごめん~! 

Theme: Although it did take me awhile to get through the game, I definitely loved every moment. Of the otome games that have been localized in English, Collar x Malice is certainly up there in quality–definitely worth the time and money! If you’re anything like me and you love otome games that have depth in the overarching plot, but has a substantial romantic subplot for each route, then you’ll absolutely love Collar x Malice as much as I do. There’s ample mystery to compel your curiosity, there’s thrilling scenes that keep you immersed, and there’s a profound underlying theme that parallels our very own societies’ daily tragedies and injustices–more specifically the hatred that the public feels for the police due to “incompetence,” as well as the corruption that exists within the police itself. The overall theme really hit home for me at times because I have close ties with the police, as my boyfriend just finished the police academy not too long ago and I can personally attest to some of the dialogue and challenges police officers face daily. By that same token, there were parts of the plot that were comical and unrealistic to me, but when I looked passed that, I really could appreciate the nuances of the story. 

Plot: The overaching main plot was beautifully woven throughout each route, and I love how each route added a significant piece to understanding the mysteries of the X Day cases. There wasn’t a route that felt like a random addition just for the sake of another romantic interest or insignificant fluff, which I really appreciated. I mean I love romance and angst as much as the next otoge lover, but I love substance to the plot with development of romance even more. Every character had a meaningful place in the plot that drove the story forward, and I was overall impressed by how well the story came together in the final route with Yanagi. The banter between main and side characters added to the overall charm of the game, and the dialogue between all the characters makes the reader really empathize and care for each one. I don’t want to give away anything just yet (I’ll save major details for the individual route reviews), but there were definitely backstories that were just so heart-wrenching and relatable that it was almost unfathomable. The more you can immerse yourself into the story, the more you’ll love it after all! I am a major sucker for character development, romance, and engaging plot lines, and although it’s not perfect, Collar x Malice is phenomenal in all three aspects.

Plot Twist Spoiler Review (Click Here): This segment of the review contains significant plot spoilers, but if you have already completed the game, I’d love to hear your thoughts!

Overall Route Rankings:  1. Aiji Yanagi  2. Takeru Sasazuka  3. Kageyuki Shiraishi  4. Kei Okazaki  5. Mineo Enomoto (INDIVIDUAL ROUTE REVIEWS COMING SOON!)

Holistically considering the plot, character development, dialogue, and closure, Yanagi’s route definitely beats out the rest, which makes sense since he’s the canon poster boy for the game; however, I have a soft spot for Sasazuka as the big tsun tsun that he is, so I just had to make a separate ranking list for the quality of romance (♥ω♥*). 

Romance Rankings: Takeru Sasazuka > Aiji Yanagi > Mineo Enomoto > Kei Okazaki > Kageyuki Shiraishi 

It was tremendously difficult to order the five routes according to my most favorite to least favorite because I honestly loved them all in their own way. Each route had their pros/cons, which I will explain in more detail for each characters’ route review, but in the end I can settle with this ranking. The difference between routes is so minute that I could probably just group 1st place as Yanagi/Sasazuka, 2nd place as Shiraishi/Okazaki, and 3rd place as Enomoto. UGH BUT I JUST LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH! (⋟﹏⋞)

Stay tuned for more updates over the next few weeks! ♡

[krys-does-otome]

Bad End Roundup: Collar x Malice

Bad End Roundups is where I give reactions to the bad ends and Normal Ends of an otome, usually because I tend to leave all the bad or normal ends until I've completed all of the Good Ends I can. This isn't the case with every game, as some I'll get a bad end the first time through, especially with blind playthroughs. In general, however, this is my rule of thumb when I play otomes.

And, as you can probably figure, these are going to be riddled with spoilers, for the entire game.

Just a fair warning.

Out of all of the bad ends I've played so far, this game takes the more serious path. There aren't any gag endings, where the ending is so ridiculous that you can't take it seriously. There aren't really any normal endings either, just the Tragic Love Ends, where it varies on how much this ending hurts your soul.

Now, into the Bad End Roundup, starting with… the common route!

Final spoiler warning here, folks!

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Common Route 

‘Report it’ Ending Ichika goes against the strict warnings from the collar and tell Mochida about what happened to her, show him the collar and everything.

This results in the collar injecting the poison into her system, and, thus, kills her. Whoops.

‘Rather Do It Myself’ Ending This end is when Ichika doesn't choose a specific route and are basically trying to solve the X Day crimes alone without input from the others. But there is too much for her to analyze on her own, overwhelming her, and X Day comes as a result, and she’s too late to stop it.

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Mineo Enomoto Bad Ends

Enomoto has six Bad Ends, one of them being his Tragic Love End.

Bad End 1 This one involves taking a more dangerous shortcut home. This forced Ichika to run into Manabu, the gamer dude, where he shoots her. Whoops.

Bad End 2 This one involves Ichika getting information from Satake, Enomoto’s old superior and mentor. Unfortunately, she are too cautious in her approach and he doesn't give the information. This leads indirectly to Ichika’s death, because she wasn't proactive enough.

Bad End 3 Like Bad End 2, this one involves getting information from Satake. Ichika is still too cautious, but she does apologize for hiding the complete truth from him. This results in Enomoto getting taken and killed this time.

Bad End 4 This is where Ichika misses the shot to disable Hanako, the girl in the bunny jacket. This results in her shooting Kazuki, her little brother.

She doesn't take this very well, as she then proceed to shoot her multiple times in a blind rage.

Bad End 5 This involves going to the wrong place to find Enomoto and Ogata, resulting in Enomoto shooting Ogata, on streaming video, right on the big screen in Shinjuku Station, with no context as to why Enomoto opened fire on him.

Bad End 6, His Tragic Love End Enomoto tries to make his peace with Ogata in a live press conference. Ogata however, does not share the same sentiment and tries to stab him with a concealed knife. Ichika is quicker to react and shoot him, straight in the heart.

However, because it was a compromise of her ideals, shooting a person first instead trying to understand him and his point of view, Ichika resigns from the police force and goes home. Before she can completely leave, however, Enomoto finds her on the train and tries to convince her to stay, but the damage is already done and she leaves him behind.

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Takeru Sasazuka Bad Ends

Sasazuka has six Bad Ends, one of them being his Tragic Love End

Bad End 1 Ichika goes into the park to find Suzune, one of the twins, there. Suzune goes off on her for showing basic human concern and proceeds to choke her. Suzune’s brother, Shion, comes along to his sister choking poor Ichika. He stops her, briefly, until it's revealed that Ichika’s a cop. He then proceeds to shoot her dead. Whoops.

Bad End 2 Because Ichika stumbled upon Rika Sugawara’s dead body accidentally, she is killed for seeing too much.

Bad End 3 Ichika pushes Sasazuka out of the way of being shot by Manabu, and gets shot in the process. Sasazuka doesn’t take this well.

Bad End 4 Ichika tries to reason with Manabu, against her and Sasazuka’s better judgement. This results in Ichika getting ‘BOOM. HEADSHOT.’ Sasazuka screams worse in this ending.

Bad End 5 Sasazuka keeps his focus on finding his mother’s killer instead of the larger problem of the X Day crimes. He does take off Ichika's collar in a very sweet scene (where he drugs her though, unfortunately) and disappears into the night.

Bad End 6, His Tragic Love End This ends with Sasazuka not fighting to keeping them together, so he and Ichika have to separate because of their jobs. He does give her a pretty necklace in parting though.

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Kageyuki Shiraishi Bad Ends

Shiraishi has five Bad Ends, including his Tragic Love End

Bad End 1 Ichika is killed by Rika Sugawara, just for running into her. Whoops.

Bad End 2 Shiraishi confronts Zero on his own, resulting in him getting killed.

Bad End 3 Ichika fails in negotiating with the twins, which results in her getting shot.

Bad End 4, His Tragic Love End Ichika becomes a part of Adonis, becoming a killer numb to any emotion, or pretty much anything. Shiraishi is 'given’ to her as a pet, with his vocal chords taken out, eternally crying in his failure to protect Ichika.

Bad End 5 Ichika succeeded in killing Zero, but he activates the poison in her collar, like in Shiraishi’s good ending. And Shiraishi administers the antidote, same as his good ending. The only difference between this and his ‘Good End’ is that he is straight up honest with, telling her they are lovers, and they stay in the underground forever, because she needs to recover, and… well, he is a wanted criminal.

I feel bad to say this a lot less fucked up than his actual ‘Good End’  :/

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Kei Okazaki Bad Ends

Okazaki has five Bad Ends, including his Tragic Love End

Bad End 1 Ichika follows Yasahiro Isshiki, and then is killed by Hanako. Again.

This is becoming a trend.

Bad End 2 Okazaki confronts Ichika when he sees the collar. However, since it sounded like she was conspiring with Rika Sugawara, Okazaki gives her the cold shoulder instead of learning the whole truth. Because of his threat to tell his superiors about the collar, Ichika dies via the poison in her collar.

Bad End 3 Ichika doesn't accept the idea of her dying very well, which results in her being afraid of Okazaki, especially after he had pulled his gun on her before. Because of her cowardly unwillingness, Okazaki tried to distance himself, hating her cowardice. One final confrontation results in the line: “You weren't the one I was meant to protect.”

He is then taken out by Adonis, a death without meaning, his worst fear.

Bad End 4 Where Ichika and Okazaki have to get out of explosive-riddled park, but Ichika chooses to pursue Sanjou, on her own, and almost gets killed, had it not been for Okazaki, who dies in her stead. At least he dies happy :/

Bad End 5, His Tragic Love End Where Ichika missed the shot and is actually killed this time. Okazaki is distraught and considers killing himself. He only just barely manages to stop himself from pulling the trigger on himself before Zero finds them and kills Okazaki himself.

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Aiji Yanagi Bad Ends

Yanagi has seven Bad Ends, including his Common Route Bad End and his Tragic Love End

Bad End 1, His Common Route Bad End This is achieved by too many wrong answers and don’t pick a specific route, which leads to Adonis thinking Ichika truly hasn't pursued the X Day crimes seriously, so Zero kills her via the poison in her collar.

Bad End 2 Ichika follows Kazuki on her own, without Yanagi, which means she meets Yasahiro Isshiki on her own. He finds out she's a cop and pushed her out, where she meets Hanako.

You can guess where it goes from here.

Bad End 3 We miss the shot on the hostage situation, hitting the hostage by accident, inciting the perp, Yanagi isn't fast enough to stop the perp and Ichika is shot. He is distraught by the turn of events, and same for the reader if you've finished his route before doing the Bad Ends, like me.

Bad End 4 Ichika confronts Saeki, and raises her gun on him. He then knocks her out and kidnaps her to his hideout. When Ichika wakes up, she's surrounded by the bodies of Yanagi, Okazaki, Enomoto, and Shiraishi, all killed by the automatic defense system. Saeki comes to her, offering his hand, asking if she wants to help him rid the world of malice and sorrow.

In her grief, Ichika takes his hand, only mentally vowing to get rid of the root of the problem, him, with her own hands.

Bad End 5 What I like to call the ‘Ichika Goes Yandere’ Ending.

X Day happens as planned, meaning everyone is living in fear of the terrorist organization, including Ichika.

She locks herself and Kazuki in the apartment, Yanagi comes by and is taken in himself, Ichika so scared and paranoid, she literally threatens him bodily harm if he goes back out, where it was clearly not safe. Yanagi is regretful that he couldn’t save her from her fear and paranoia.

Bad End 6 Saeki dies from the open fire of the SWAT team, probably because we didn’t report it to Morioka and Minegishi about us wanting a word with him. When Saeki shot Yanagi, it sent off the warning to the team and they open fire.

With his dying breath, he sets off a bomb. Yanagi dies protecting Ichika, and she goes off to rid the world of sorrow, because of her loss of Yanagi and Saeki.

Bad End 7, His Tragic Love End Saeki is the faster shot and he gets Yanagi, multiple times, but doesn’t kill him. Ichika gets a good shot in and kills Saeku, right through the heart. 

Because of the trauma of killing him (basically proving his point, that she can kill to protect, even if it was someone she previously cared about), Ichika was sent home because of the shock, and hasn't been seen since. Yanagi leaves us by looking for her as hard as he can.

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The closest thing that could be considered a Normal Ending would be Sasazuka’s Tragic Love End, where they have separate because of their jobs with minimal drama, just a quiet parting of ways.

My first official Bad End was in Okazaki’s route, right around the time I got the title postholder image. It was my first time attempting fate in the game (not the last time either) and I was heart-broken as a result. Still didn’t teach me to not tempt fate though.

My favorite Bad End has to be, surprisingly, Okazaki's Tragic Love End, where Ichika actually dies in this end. It actually had me on my edge of my seat, especially once the cg popped up. Okazaki is mentally anguished, seriously considering taking his own life because Ichika needlessly lost hers. Only in the last few moments does he pull the gun from his head, giving you some bit of hope, that he could move on.

Unfortunately, Zero finds him, twists some words, and shoots Okazaki himself, snuffing out any shred of hope.

I love the high emotions in this one, how there is still just a bit of hope for a bittersweet ending, that Okazaki could be okay after Ichika’s death, that he could be okay and move on.

But no, that hope was snuffed out by Zero’s trigger and everything was lost.

Probably my most what the fuck moment was with Shiraishi’s last ending, which plays close to his Good End, but is thankfully shorter.

Like I mentioned in the insert, I find this ending less fucked up than his Good End, and that is a tad frightening.

Compared to his ‘Good’ Ending, he doesn't lie to her, he straight up calls them lovers. She still has amnesia, but at least he doesn't lie to her. Sure, they're still in the underground, but at least he doesn't try to distance himself from her by caring for her as her ‘doctor’, only to distance himself further when she's well enough to rejoin society, dumping her on Yanagi, and turns himself in to the authorities.

I'm still broke from Shiraishi’s Good Ending, okay? Okay.

Up next, my final thoughts on Collar x Malice, an analysis of the entire game, a discussion of my favorite moments, good or bad, and a ranking of the routes against each other and various other things.

For the individual baes in Review for Collar x Malice, here’s the link to Baes in Summary, which has links to individual route thoughts and ratings.

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Ambivalence [Yanagi Aiji x Detective!Reader]

Summary: A mishap and unrequited communication leaves you without a team to work with when Yanagi hands you your punishment. Four months later, he's back and asking for your cooperation on a case you've been chasing but things don't go quite as planned. When do they ever when you're involved?

CW: Light spoilers (intro to game), brief mention of a kidnapping case that leads to sexual assault and death (unrelated to the reader), physical assault, implied stabbing/blood (to reader).

[08.16 10:22 AM Detective  Agency]

The tension in the room was thick. Everyone held baited breaths, unsure of what to do or say next. In the middle of the detective agency stood you and Yanagi, chests rising and falling rapidly from the heated argument between the two of you. 

Shiraishi, who had just happened to stop by on his way to work, couldn’t help the twisted smirk from settling on his lips, meanwhile, Sasazuka—someone who usually had a permanent look of disdain—seemed shocked for once. Enomoto was on the verge of tears, unsure of how to settle the fight because everything he had tried up until this point either added fuel to the fire or fell upon deaf ears. He was praying for Okazaki to let himself through the window for once, maybe he would know what to do.

Yanagi’s usually bright periwinkle eyes seemed dark and uninviting as they stared you down, his face taut with frustration at your stubbornness. “Your incompetence might not just get you in trouble next time, it might get us all killed.” 

“I already told you that it wasn’t my intention! I was following the damn lead—”

“Go home, [Y/L/N],” was all he had said, voice cold and unwavering. 

Enomoto made a sound of protest that was instantly cut short by Sasazuka, who pulled him back. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the words. “What do you mean ‘go home?’ I just got here.”

“I mean, you’re off the team,” Yanagi clarified, emphasizing your immediate dismissal. “You’re too turbulent to be a team player and I need to consider the safety of everyone else here.” 

What he meant was that you were too driven by your emotions, that you were a hazard. Even in the middle of a fight, Yanagi couldn’t bear to utter the very word you’ve hated since you were a kid. He had remembered a time when you told him out of the blue why it was the word you despised the most out of the dictionary. Yet, his choice of words remained synonymous with the very one you didn’t want to hear. Especially not from someone of his status in your life.

Shiraishi adjusted the cat-shaped clip in his hair, waiting for you to stubbornly stand your ground against Yanagi—the leader of the agency and your former partner from your days as an officer—but you didn’t. Instead, you took a shaky breath and turned your cheek away from all the eyes on you. 

“Fine,” you mumbled quietly, walking towards the door, hand snagging your jacket off the back of the couch on your way out. The door slammed behind you, shaking Enomoto out of his confused state. 

With a jump and a yelp, the eccentric man rushed to Yanagi. “What the hell did you do that for? We need her on the team! We can’t do this without [Y/L/N]!” 

He couldn't do it with you. 

The stern gaze that Yanagi gave his teammate sent a chill down his spine, stopping him from saying anything else, “We can and we will. We have no other choice. I’m going for a smoke.”

Yanagi was gone out the door before Enomoto could argue any further, only able to look back at Sasazuka and Shiraishi helplessly. 

Repeatedly cursing Yanagi below your breath, you angrily waded through the busy sidewalk towards the train station. It was an accident, and Yanagi was usually rather forgiving but he suddenly decided to draw the line on you, today of all times. 

The X-Day incidents had taken a brief pause. Enomoto was falling behind on the investigation, dealing with his own feelings about the case he had called dibs on so you had taken it upon yourself to help, offloading some of his other files into your own pile of work. Yanagi had given you the green light, so you spent countless nights sorting through all the evidence, reading and re-reading the formal reports, the interviews and the media reports. 

Between all the red threads you were connecting, a suspicious connection to a recent kidnapping passed under your nose. You had been blasting the radio in the shower when you caught wind of the case. It wasn’t X-Day related, so the reporter had said, but it felt eerily familiar to one of Enomoto’s files you had been looking at. Reporting to Yanagi and consulting with the rest of the team had slipped your mind. You fell into the rabbit hole of further investigating the new kidnapping, going as far as staking out and casually speaking to some of the witnesses on your own. 

A week went by, not a word from you. Text messages from Yanagi, Okazaki and Enomoto went unread which started to worry the team, but then late last night, or early this morning, Yanagi finally got a response from you, with only a location and a time. You had intended to finish the follow-up text with further information, but your attention had been cut short when one of the suspects from an X-Day incident passed you on the train. 

With the time you had to spare before going to the intended meeting place of the kidnappers you had been targeting, you followed the X-Day suspect for about half an hour before he disappeared into a shady club in some alley tucked away in Kabukicho.

While everyone else was at the location you had given them, you were caught eyeing the suspect in the club. While Yanagi was making sure Okazaki was good on the report to give to the police, you were being backed into a wall in the sketchy club, the suspect now spewing vulgar comments. Your phone was on silent, but the buzzing in your pocket from Yanagi’s incoming call didn’t go unnoticed. The suspect and his friends were now huddled around you in the dim hallway, you had nothing on hand that could potentially be a weapon and you weren’t exactly in the spot to just pick up the phone either. 

Had Okazaki not seen you walking into the club on the way to the meeting place, Yanagi might never have gotten to you in time. 

“Oi, she’s clearly not interested in you scumbags,” a deep voice interrupted the lot around you. His eyes settled on you from down the hall. “What are you doing here? I thought we were meeting.”

Sheepishly smiling from your vulnerable spot, you waved at your partner. “I got caught up. Look who I found!” 

Pointing up at the X-Day suspect, you seemed almost unaware of the situation you had gotten yourself in. Yanagi prayed you would keep your mouth shut further, following his lead on being elusive about who the two of you were, but of course, that never goes as planned. 

“It’s Mizuno Tatsuya, and I have reasons to believe he’s related to the June 2nd incident.” 

“Excuse me?” the victim at the end of your finger cocked his head, offended by the comment. 

Yanagi withheld your name once more, only eliciting a clipped noise of warning from his throat, but you blatantly ignored it as you blinked up at the suspect. “Mizuno Tatsuya. There was footage of you within the area on the night of the X-Day incident. I won’t tell you where, but considering what I just heard, it’s quite clear you’re tied to Adonis somehow. Care to spill the deets?” 

Yanagi caught the knife being brandished by one of the other lackeys next to the Mizuno. He had disarmed them within the blink of the eye, but your suspect already started for you. Yanagi took care of the rest, but you had the audacity to laugh as you dodged Mizuno’s attack. Yanagi cleared the other men onto the floor before body-slamming Mizuno away from you, his hand firmly gripping yours as he urgently tugged you through the busy crowd to flee the scene. 

“What the fuck were you thinking, have you actually gone insane?! First, you don’t pick up for days, you go MIA and suddenly I get a text with a random location, no explanation, no details, only to arrive at a fucking hideout. And where were you during all of this?!” 

You were about to respond, unaware it was a rhetorical question that only fuelled Yanagi’s disappointment, “I was here, following Mizuno.” 

“YOU WERE ABSENT FROM THE TEAM, FOLLOWING ANOTHER LEAD WITHOUT TELLING ME—WITHOUT TELLING US!” 

His grip on you tightened when a bottle was thrown over your heads, smashing on the sidewalk as the two of you ran down the stairs of the club, followed by two of the men. Mizuno was absent. 

That was only the start of the reprimanding. Yanagi went awfully silent as the two of you ripped through the streets of Shinjuku trying to shake the men off your tails. Taking some extreme detours and roundabout paths, the two of you stifled your pants in a dark part of an alley, about a block away from the agency. 

In hindsight, you should have stayed quiet, but you just had to ask if the coast was clear, earning a glare from Yanagi who was watching the street. You wanted to shrivel up into a raisin under his scrutinizing eyes.

In hindsight, you should have gotten back to everyone’s messages. You should have finished sending that text so that they were aware of what they were getting themselves into, before following Mizuno off the train. You should have given them some heads up about your new self-appointed mission with Mizuno in the first place. You should’ve, you should’ve, you should’ve. 

Maybe Yanagi was right, you were too turbulent. Too much of a hazard; a liability. As you waited on the platform for the next train home, you couldn’t help but finally tear up about everything that had transpired in the last three hours. 

[10.05 8:47 PM Rooftop of Detective Agency]

Yanagi was down to the last cigarette in his box, one he had only purchased earlier in the afternoon. The blinking red light atop one of the highrises in the skyline held his attention, reminding him to breathe in matching intervals. It had been two months since he forcibly removed you from the agency’s team—one and a half since he last saw you. Now down to only four detectives, it took a toll on them as they balanced regular cases and X-Day investigations. Enomoto had been worse off, feeling even more reluctant to take on the case he had originally promised to work on. Sasakuza seemed more agitated not having you around to help him with the archival stuff. 

Despite wanting to convince himself that things were better off this way, it didn’t help that Shiraishi liked to ask Yanagi if things had been mended between the both of you at every chance he got. If it wasn’t a direct question, it was an off-hand comment about you. There was no doubt that Shiraishi had taken the matter between you and Yanagi as entertainment.

Cursing under his breath, Yanagi snuffed out his cigarette, freeing his hands enough to rustle his hair. He had been agitated, more so in the later hours when it had gotten quiet in the agency. Cigarettes were starting to worsen his mood than help it, but there was a longing sense to keep at the toxic habit. Perhaps it was actually the longing for your unimpressed looks and the sound of you clicking your tongue when you found him smoking on his “errand runs”. There was an odd feeling deep within the pit of Yanagi’s stomach that itched to suppress any thoughts about you or the regret in his words, but another part of him wanted to check in on you. To invite you back to the team. He wanted to at least apologize to you—that was the bare minimum—yet the part that wanted to suppress his thoughts also told him that you wouldn’t accept such pleasantries so easily.

“You know, smoking takes years off your life, and it makes you smell weird, right?” 

At the mere sound of his voice, Yanagi’s eyes lidded half-closed, a look of annoyance washing over for a brief moment before he recollected himself. “What do you need, Okazaki?” 

“I know I haven’t said anything up until this point, and I know it’s also not really my place to say, but it’s clearly bothering you so why don’t you just talk to [Y/L/N]-chan?”

Yanagi turned to look at the officer dead on, a brow raised pensively at his words. Okazaki shrugged, choosing to look away from the intimidating leader. “I don’t think you’re as worried about the team as you may lead on. I think… that the mere idea of her recklessness is starting to bother you because of your unspoken feelings.” 

There wasn’t a need to say much else. It was quite clear between them that Okazaki was pointing out the very obvious issue sitting on Yanagi’s conscience. The not-so-subtle glances and longing gazes, light touches and protective behaviours were evident enough to everyone else that there was a romantic air between you. Yet, neither of you ever confronted the apparent feelings. What Yanagi was hoping for, was actually the team's lack of knowledge (or ignorance) that the two of you had done much more behind the wooden divider separating the main office from the kitchen, which Yanagi had partially repurposed as his room so he could give up the only room for Enomoto. 

A hand came up to his lips as he brushed it at the reminder of soft kisses after long days or behind the team’s back at outings. Had he pressed any harder, he would be reminded of the nights of passion and unyielding energy under the sheets at your dainty studio apartment.

Okazaki sighed with a smile, adjusting the jacket on his shoulders before turning away. “Plus, we all know you both work best together. It’s been that way since the academy, hasn’t it?” 

Yanagi watched Okazaki take the door for once, not miraculously scaling the building like some daunting superhero in the dead of night. His eyes lost focus as the door closed, briefly losing himself in the memories he had tucked away. He let them remain tucked away, reminding himself he had a mountain of work waiting for him back in the office downstairs.

Under the warm lights of the agency, Enomoto had been sifting through your makeshift workspace in the corner of the office. You had textbooks and maps, a random telephone book, several loosely strewn papers and haphazard manila folders. Yanagi pursed his lips at the eccentric man from the doorway, noticing how he seemed to struggle with keeping everything from falling off your messy desk.

“How the heck does [Y/L/N] work like this? It’s a mess!” 

Yanagi briefly smiled to himself before reverting to his usual, stoic composure, striding over next to Enomoto to offer him some help. “It’s an organized mess. What are you trying to find?” 

“There were some news articles from outside of Tokyo that [Y/L/N] said she had. I don’t think she left with it because it wasn’t one of the cases she had been actively working on since it had to do with the July incident.” 

Without another breath, Yanagi reached for the envelope tucked between the pages of the phonebook, all too familiar with how you preferred to store your supplementary materials for cases. Enomoto muttered in shock as he stared at the envelope between his leader’s fingers. “How’d you know?” 

Yanagi simply shrugged, walking away from your desk and into the kitchen. “I just do. Now if you moved anything, I’d suggest you put it back, otherwise, she’ll wring your neck.”

Enomoto shuffled your stuff back around, trying his best to remember what he had moved and where it was originally supposed to be. Hidden from behind the divider, Yanagi sighed, ruffling his hair as he tried to console his thoughts. He had glanced at your desk a few times since your dismissal, and he was well aware that the May files were missing. You had snuck into the agency through the window one night about two weeks after your dismissal, trying to find something on your desk under a dim light while everyone else was out grabbing dinner together. Yanagi had left the bar early, wanting to call it a night. His soul nearly left his body when he opened the door to see your hunched form over in the corner, while you, on the other hand, seemed unperturbed by his sudden arrival.

“Trespassing is a crime, you do remember right?”

Without looking up, you jutted a thumb towards the window behind Sasazuka’s usual spot. “I do, but it’s actually breaking and entering considering I used the window that Okazaki left unlocked.”

Yanagi was left speechless, but you continued sifting through some papers as if B&E was any lesser a crime than trespassing. “I’ll be out in a minute; carry on as you please.” 

He remained still, unsure of what to do. An apology sat on his tongue, but by the time he had mustered up the courage to speak up, you were brushing past him out the door of the agency with some things in your hands. Yanagi felt frustrated when his feet refused to move, remaining planted on the hardwood floor beneath him. Only when your footsteps had descended the hallway completely did he saunter over to your desk, turning off the lamp you neglected. 

[12.12 1:09 PM [Y/L/N]’s Studio]

“Shit,” you muttered, reflexes running on a moment of adrenaline as you caught the mug before it completely turned over on the kotatsu riddled with files and paperwork. As your fingers brushed off the droplet of tea from the sheet, a steady knock caused you to jump, swearing once more under your breath. 

You had fallen too comfortable with the lack of interruption and need to socialize in your days as a lone detective, especially since it had gotten colder. Now December, two new incidents were pinned up to your corkboard, none officially taken from any formal reports as you had no access to any. Whatever X-Day-related reports you had on hand were from the agency—ones you had still yet to give back due to your lack of communication with anyone. Unsure if you were just being too bitter, you didn’t reach out to remind them, but it wasn’t as if they had come to ask for it back either. You assumed they just reprinted whatever they could with the help of Sasazuka. 

Quietly tiptoeing over to the door, you looked out the peephole with a nervous shiver. On the other side of your door stood the devil of the hour, and an unfamiliar face.

Maybe the agency is finally here for collection… 

With a deflated sigh, you slowly tugged away the safety guard and unlocked the door. The feeling of unease and the lack of motivation to face your problems head-on was now more prominent than ever, clenching you jaw at the sight of Yanagi and an unfamiliar woman at his side.

There was a moment of silence, neither party dared to speak up. Maybe if you failed to acknowledge them, they’ll just leave. Your unmoving and insouciance attitude was usually enough to have the old church ladies waddling away when they would try to spew some biblical nonsense to you in hopes you’d take their flyer and go to one of their weekly bible studies. You noticed the girl tilt her head up at Yanagi, waiting for him to say something, but he too remained silent as he stared at the side of your face. 

“This is Officer Hoshino, she’s been assigned to look into the X-Day incidents from May.”

All you could muster in response was a sigh, eyes finally meeting the familiar periwinkle ones you had subconsciously missed for the last four months. Yanagi stared at you expectantly, the officer at his side shifting the weight between her feet uncomfortably.

“We would like the files back,” Yanagi quirked an eyebrow at your lack of response or movement.

“I’m already working on the case,” you tone cold, eyes slit with irritation. Yanagi had expected your response, fingers coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose as he sighed. He hadn’t expected this to go smoothly. Perhaps a part of him was also hoping you would make it harder for him so he’d have an excuse to extend the conversation, to extend his offer to you. 

“How much have you gotten done since you left?”

“Since you kicked me out? Plenty,” you emphasized, near smirking to yourself with pride at the amount of work you’ve managed to do, but of course, you had no plans to share that. “Like I said, I’m already working on it, so I’ll hand over everything when I can close the case.” 

Hoshino seemed confused, her eyes darting between the two of you as Yanagi chewed on the inside of his cheek. You knew you were dancing on a thin line of his patience. Perhaps this was the petty side of you trying to get back at him for the humiliation of kicking you out of the agency. He half-expected you to put up some sort of fight, but he didn’t think you would have actually been able to get very far with the investigation given the resources the agency held over you as an advantage. 

Hoshino’s eyes lit up, eyes big and bright like a fawn. “Perhaps I can assist? I’m still new to the team but I’d like to help where I can, especially if it means I can start following the trail from the beginning.” 

Your eyes moved back to Yanagi with a scoff, face scrunching up in disbelief at the words you were hearing. “Oh, so I see you guys found a new replacement.” 

Yanagi was about to quip back, but you blatantly ignored him, turning back to Hoshino with a wry smile instead. “Sorry, but I’m not allowed to work with others because I’m too much of a liability.” 

If you had just played nice, would you have had some chance to return to the agency? Maybe, but it seemed too late now that the backhanded comments had left your mouth. 

Hoshino seemed confused, her mouth agape as she tried to register your words. The malice seemed to go unnoticed as she offered some semblance of a smile instead, ready to add something but Yanagi beat her to it. 

“Hoshino here is tied to Adonis,” gesturing to the collar peeking out from Hoshino’s scarf, and here you thought it was some gaudy new trend on the choker market. “We’re still unsure why, but we want to use it to our advantage. Having her on the team is both for her safety and benefit us, so would you please reconsider working the case with her at least?” 

A part of you itched to smile with satisfaction at the way Yanagi was begging you to hand over the precious file, but you remained still as your eyes gauged his expression.

“Fine—”

“All I ask is that you do all the work from the agency… for safety reasons.” 

Bitterness overwhelmed your tastebuds, forcing you to grimace. Even after all these years, the sudden betrayal of Yanagi’s distrust hurt you to the core. The urge to cry started to boil over, replacing the one to smile with a scowl. Yanagi could only catch a glimpse of that sudden change before you left them at the door.

Haphazardly shoving all the loose bits into the folder, you returned with the May file for Hoshino. “Take in what you can, I’ll brief you on the rest of the updates tomorrow night at the agency.” 

Peeved by the social interaction aspect of unexpected visitors, you closed the door rudely before Hoshino could even thank you or ask for an exact time. Yanagi seemed unphased on the receiving end of your cold behaviour, turning around to leave after a moment of silence. If anything, it felt like a just treatment after what he had done; he deserved as much. The implication behind his last words to you wasn’t so much because he doubted your abilities. Rather, he couldn’t promise your safety of Hoshino and Adonis were with you alone in your apartment, but you didn’t need to know that. Nor was he able to voice his concerns when the collar actively listened in on Hoshino’s conversations...

[12.13 6:30 PM Detective Agency]

The following night, as promised, Hoshino showed up at the agency with a small bag of snacks and some bottles of assorted drinks she found at the nearby 7-Eleven. There was still no clarification on your end regarding a meeting time, so she took Yanagi’s advice and booked it over after her shift at the precinct. Yanagi had stepped out to run some errands, leaving Sasazuka and Hoshino to quietly occupy the space. 

The only sounds came from Sasazuka’s laptop as he typed away and Hoshino’s chewing. Clearing her throat, she caught the attention of the mint-haired man, his only form of acknowledgment was the raising of an eyebrow.

“Is there anything you can tell me about [Y/L/N]-san before I start working with her? We didn’t really get a chance to properly greet each other yesterday.” 

Sasazuka’s eyes stopped darting around his screen, momentarily pausing before he looked over to Hoshino. The blue glow from his laptop screen dimmed as he let it go idle. 

“[Y/L/N]... She’s a studious person. Always has something new to talk about, but never completely meaningless like Enomoto. She can be a little all over the place sometimes and forgets to communicate when she’s really focused on stuff. I haven’t known her for as long as Yanagi, but I trust her because Yanagi trusts her.” 

Hoshino perked up, placing her snack down on the table. “How long has Yanagi and [Y/L/N]-san known each other?” 

His eyes rested on the divider separating the office from the kitchen, where Yanagi’s bed was hidden from view. “Since their days at the academy. They didn’t really officially work together until after she was reassigned to his unit in investigations.” 

“For good friends, they seem to be at a rift… There was a lot of tension yesterday when we went over to pick up the file from her apartment.” 

“I wouldn’t put it past her to act like that,” Sasazuka slumped a little in his seat, finger tapping away at his laptop once more. “He did kick her off the team after all, but it was kind of over something trivial.” 

Hoshino waited expectantly for Sasazuka to explain, but seeing as this was the second time she’s heard about you being kicked off the team with little explanation, perhaps it wasn’t something meant for a new member to know about.

Briefly glancing over at the clock on the wall, Hoshino returned to picking at her puffed crisps, waiting for you to arrive. 

The clock struck seven, then seven-thirty. By around eight o’clock, Yanagi returned with some bags of groceries and a newspaper tucked under his arm. “[Y/L/N] still not here yet?” 

The brunette shook her head, getting up to help Yanagi with the bags when he declined, walking into the kitchen himself.

“She’s like that sometimes,” he continued. Hoshino thought he would be exasperated by her tardiness, not that you had promised a time. Upon remembering the brief conversation she had with Sasazuka, there seemed to be a sense of fondness behind his words. “If you want to start yourself, you’re more than welcome.” 

The officer nodded to herself, pulling out the file once more to read over all the notes and the compilation of evidence you had gathered during your time investigating the incident. There was certainly a lot to unpack within the manila folder, and the overwhelming mess it was in from the handover had Hoshino sifting through and reorganizing it before bed. Now that it was sorted, Hoshino could see what Sasazuka had meant about you being studious yet all over the place.

Every page had colourful tabs and transparent sticky notes to follow with personal commentary, ideas or clues. Clippings were dated, and your penmanship was a neat scribble that remained legible. Retracing the steps and trying to fill herself in as much as possible, another hour had gone by. Yanagi was the first to comment on it this time, glancing at the time on his phone before Shiraishi interrupted, followed closely by Enomoto and Okazaki who were bickering over good options at the nearby restaurant as they walked in. 

“We’re still missing a stray kitten it seems,” Shiraishi noted when he surveyed the office.

Yanagi stood up, sliding his winter jacket. “I was about to head out, she might still be holed up in her apartment.” 

Hoshino took that as her queue to go with Yanagi, seeing as how the two of you were supposed to be partners for the case. Okazaki nodded, quietly taking his leave—probably to make a report or to search for your whereabouts himself. Enomoto yawned, taking a seat on the sofa instead, offering to wait at the agency with Sasazuka in case you turned up. Shiraishi on the other hand, shrugged, following Hoshino and Yanagi out the door, a silent offer to help find you. 

Upon arriving at your apartment, Yanagi couldn’t help but look up and down the hallways, observing all the apartment doors while Shiraishi eyed the cars below in the parking lot. It was almost eight-thirty, most residents in your complex were home by this hour.

Yanagi knew you hated the sound of the doorbell, so he avoided it, knuckles rapping at your door a few times and then once more when there was no answer. When the doorbell also went unanswered, Shiraishi took it upon himself to test the handle. To everyone’s surprise, it opened. 

Yanagi took the lead, slowly pushing the rest of the door open, a hand on the holster of his gun as he peeked around. The ceiling light in your studio was on, the place itself a mess at that, but nothing that signalled a fight. Shiraishi reached up to sense the heat radiating from the light fixture and then down at the evidently full cup of tea which had now gone cold. 

“The light’s been on for a while but the tea’s cold, she left a while ago for sure.”

Yanagi grimaced, pulling out his phone as he looked around your studio some more. Hoshino walked up to the corkboard that hung next to your balcony, taking in the evidence map you had set up. It looked like you had been following the December incidents too. 

“Sasazuka, can you see if there’s been any activity from [Y/L/N]’s phone in the last few hours? She was definitely home, but her door was unlocked.”

Hoshino turned around, watching as Yanagi impatiently tapped his socked foot on the floor. Shiraishi made a small noise from where he stood next to Hoshino, his fingers holding apart the blinds to look out onto your small balcony. An agitated sigh erupted from Yanagi as he hung up with a curt thank you. 

“Her phone turned off about eight blocks away. It’s not that far from the chapel we found you at,” his voice seemed rigid, eyes directing over to the newest member of the team. Just as Hoshino’s fingers brushed the collar out in response to the memory, a loud static emanated from the collar, stilling everyone from their movements.

A sick feeling settled into the pit of Yanagi’s stomach, his eyes glaring at the collar around Hoshino’s neck. There was uncertainty surrounding the collar and the static eruptions but the timing and notion that Adonis was listening in on Hoshino only seemed to egg Yanagi further into worry. 

One look and it was all Shiraishi needed to confirm the plan his leader was silently laying out in his mind. “Stop. This could be a trap.” 

“I can understand that [Y/L/N] may be a bit scatterbrained, but she wouldn’t leave her door unlocked and the lights on even if she was in a rush to go somewhere.” 

The blond tilted his head in amusement at how fast Yanagi had lost his composure. “I’m aware, but don’t you think it’s all too suspicious that the collar peeped when we mentioned the chapel? This could be an ambush.” 

“If this is an ambush, then [Y/L/N] is in the middle of it, which means she’s in danger. I’m going to check it out. You can head back to the agency if you want.” 

With that, Yanagi headed for the door, leaving Shiraishi to sigh to himself. He followed his leader out and Hoshino did the same, this time, flicking off the light and closing the door behind her as she tried to match their pace. 

[12.13 7:56 PM Abandoned Chapel—Back Room]

Everything felt dark, your mind stuck between consciousness and sleep, rather unsure of which it wanted more. Why were you asleep? You made tea. Tea… Your tea is gonna be cold… Your tea is gonna be cold unless you drink it before you leave for the agency. Agency? 

Agen—

Head heavy and swaying side to side, you woke up with a start. Your muscles ached and your mind felt hazy but quickly came to your senses when you realized your wrists were bound behind you and the sickly sour smell was emanating from the damp walls surrounding you. 

A patronizing voice spoke up from behind you, matched by the heavy footsteps of boot-clad feet on old wooden floors. “Has the little lady finally woken up from her little nap?” 

At the turn of your head, you were met with a sharp knife threatening to pierce your eye had you not stilled yourself in time. Looming above you with a sick smile was the very man that cost you your spot on the team, Mizuno Tatsuya. 

Even in the most vulnerable state you could find yourself in, you couldn’t stop the roll of your eyes. “I fufkin knew ith.” 

“Sorry, what was that, my love?”

Yanking your gag from your mouth, you did your best to spit on the man, now crouched at eye level with you. The scar down his left eye became more prominent as he scrunched up his face in disgust at the wet contact, fingers clearing the saliva from his skin.

“I fucking knew it! No one would take me seriously, but I knew it was you.” 

Mizuno flicked his hand, wiping it on the leg of his pants before slapping you at full force. The searing pain on your cheek stunned you, but God did it still feel fucking good to know you were right. 

“So what if you’re right, you got nothing and no one to help you,” Mizuno spat, forcefully gripping your jaw to make you look him in the eyes. “I know for a fact that the detective team of yours kicked you out. You’ve gone independent for a while, and no one’s gonna even knows you went missing.” 

At the menacing tone behind his words, you bit down on the inside of your cheek, suddenly aware that your bad habit of being late and getting distracted without properly communicating your plans may very well mean your absence would just be something Yanagi shrugs off again.

Stupid, you didn’t even promise a time to meet with Officer Hoshino. 

Even if all odds were against you as a result of your dumb decision-making, you had to buy time, and you had to try to get yourself out of here. Harshly tugging your face away from his dirty grip, you swallowed thickly. “You work for Adonis; tell me what you know.” 

Eyes danced across the room, searching for something that could get you unbound or to act as a weapon; both if you had the luck. When your meagre words registered in Mizuno’s head, the man broke out into a cacophony, hand coming down to slap at his thighs as if you had just given the greatest jest of the century. His actions annoyed you, so you brushed up on repeating yourself with firmness. 

 “I did. Adonis—he, they, I don’t fucking know—reached out to me with some weird letter. They brought up some dirt from my past, offering to help me reconcile.” 

“I wasn’t aware reconciliation meant murdering police officers and broadcasting it live for the entire prefecture to see.” 

“YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT THEY DID TO MY DAUGHTER!” 

A daughter? 

Mizuno took your wide eyes and lacklustre retort as his opportunity to continue. “YOU DON’T KNOW THE PAIN THEY PUT MY WIFE AND I THROUGH, ALL BECAUSE OF THEIR CARELESSNESS. THEY NEGLECTED HER AND SHOVED OUR CASE ASIDE LIKE IT MEANT NOTHING TO THEM!” 

Despite flinching at the volume of his words, your eyes watched softly as Mizuno grabbed at his tear-stained face. The knife he had threatened you with earlier, a little too close to his own eye for your liking. Before you could even say anything to console him, the man grabbed at you with both hands, bringing himself up close once again in a fit of rage. 

“Stupid Adonis promised me a way to recover, to feel better about what those damn officers did, but now I have the likes of you on my tail, uncovering the shit I did for them and their X-Day bullshit—I can’t go to prison. I can’t leave my wife alone. You hear me? You’re a fucking cop, and having someone like you follow my trail of breadcrumbs is dangerous. I have to get rid of you.” 

As his fingers dug further into the muscles of your neck, your vision started to dot. With as much force as you could muster, you gave Mizuno the firmest kick to his legs, using the leverage to fall over. The wooden chair you had been tied to broke on impact, causing you to wince from the pressure and wooden splinters. 

With your wrists still bound behind you, there was a struggle to shift your weight in time to maneuver your arms under your legs. Mizuno recovered from the sudden attack, quickly cornering you like a small prey frantically backing away to create distance with its predator. “I’m not a cop. I’m an independent detective.” 

“No, you’re all the fucking same,” Mizuno insisted, grabbing you by the collar of your sweater, hoisting you off your feet and against the wall. “It’s people like you who neglected my daughter and caused her death. There is no justice, no promise. It’s all a never-ending cycle of chasing the idea of justice through sins we cannot erase.” 

Your muscles burned as you struggled against Mizuno, ears falling deaf on the rest of his words. Arms still uselessly bound behind you, there was little leverage to use now that your feet were inches off the floor.

The train of thought you had up until now started to derail, and for a moment, you couldn’t quite grasp why, until your eyes caught the repeated movement at Mizuno’s side. A new wash of pain ruptured from your side, ears ringing for a split second before it cleared enough to hear the last of Mizuno’s words.

“There can never be justice, at least not in this system.” 

His grip on you loosened, the knife in his hands now soaked with blood from the repeated stab wounds you couldn’t keep track of. Your body ached, knees failing to keep you upright when Mizuno took a step back. His eyes seemed remorseful, but his face remained taut.

With a harsh thud, your body crumpled onto the dirty floorboards, unable to cushion your fall with anything but your shoulder. A groan elicited from your chest at the accumulation of pain all over. Your tongue felt dry, and you wanted to vomit all at once, your body threatening to retch as you curled into the pain. 

“You’re right,” a smile graced your tired face as you tried to suppress the pain. “Once a crime is committed in a corrupt system, it’s a ripple effect that never stops, like an ocean with no shoreline. We… We’re all just drowning aren’t we?” 

Mizuno watched on, scrutinizing your sorry form by his feet. He wasn’t all that far off from his claims, which was why a small part of you sympathized with his words and his loss. There was still a blurred line to understanding the reasoning behind Adonis’ list of terrorist crimes, and it didn’t seem like their calculative moves were at all ignorant.

There is no straight edge to a system without crime.

Perhaps, the rage Mizuno felt from losing his daughter blinded him from the motives Adonis had to begin with. 

A metallic taste started evading your senses, causing you to sputter. “You should leave before anyone realizes I’m late to a meeting.”

Even if you lived, you would need to face the tough decision of reporting Mizuno—sending him into the very corrupt system he despised, where a life sentence would end his days, or to let him remain loose despite his crimes. The very corrupt system you wanted to change was in a perpetual state of chaos—one that would cast you as the very antagonist of corruption.

Is this what Adonis wanted? For you to understand how the fight to clean up a tainted system is one with a double-edged sword? As Mizuno had said, you would be no different from those who failed him and his family. 

The man scurried off, leaving a small part of your conscience to hope that if you died in this dirty, old room, you wouldn’t need to face that terrible decision so heavily influenced by your conflicted feelings. Moving your arm under your thighs to fixate them in front of you hurt like a bitch so you remained still. An agonized groan passed your lips as you curled into a ball to ease the ache, unsure if you wanted to fight to stay awake or succumb to the fatigue. 

[12.13 8:41 PM]

The feeling of his heart rising into his mouth was unreal. Yanagi was running low on all sense of rationality, his finger sitting over the gun in his holster as he walked up to the heavy, wooden doors of the chapel. The tall lamp right outside lit up the entry and illuminated the thick misty clouds surrounding the two detectives and the police officer. 

Running here was no easy feat, but Yanagi couldn’t stop or slow down even when Shiraishi shouted at him from down the block. With a silent nod, the latter followed the leader into the old chapel. The sharp intake of air from Hoshino didn’t go unnoticed, but Yanagi couldn’t pull himself from the tunnel focus he had on the goal to find you, eyes too busy surveying the empty place. Faint colours spelled out over the cloak-covered benches from the stained glass above the altar. 

Shiraishi took it upon himself to check the confession booths while Hoshino ducked up and down as she advanced behind Yanagi to check between the benches for a hidden body. 

“There’s no one here,” Shiraishi’s voiced echoed from the corner of the chapel, but Yanagi ignored him, quietly ascending the steps to check behind the church organs. “Yanagi?”

A thread had snapped, head whipping around with a dark countenance when the familiar interruption from Hoshino’s collar stopped his words. Yanagi was compelled by the confirmation bias; you were in the chapel. 

The blonde detective called for his leader though was yet again interrupted by the static, urging Yanagi to head towards the door he saw at the side of the chapel. The weight of his movements was of no contrast to what he believed was Adonis’ way of telling him something was very wrong—something that relied heavily on a fast response. 

His hands fumbled every doorknob to every room he passed by until he stopped at the end of the corridor where another hallway intersected. Only one door was partially open, urging Yanagi towards it. There wouldn’t be an opened door for any other reason, and to his absolute horror, he was right. 

Unmoving in a crimson puddle was your limp body, arms folded uncomfortably below your weight. Rushing to your side, he ignored the blood soaking through his pants where he was kneeling, frantically calling your name. He lifted your face from the floor as Hoshino and Shiraishi finally appeared, their eyes blown wide at the sight, unsure if they had been too late. Without another second to spare, Shiraishi kneeled next to you and checked for your pulse before ordering Hoshino to call for help. 

“[Y/L/N], hey, look at me!” 

You groaned before opening your eyes, yet it was enough to dial down Yanagi’s anxiety. He could tell by the movement behind your eyelids that you were conscious, probably too overwhelmed by the pain from your wounds to open them, but he needed you to stay awake.

Shiraishi shrugged off his jacket, pressing the fabric to your bleeding torso while Yanagi shook you. “[Y/L/N], I need you to open your eyes, please. Come on, open your eyes and look at me.” 

Purposefully adding some pressure to his touch, you hissed in pain, eyes scrunching before you finally opened them to glare at the blonde detective. “Ass…hole.” 

“Welcome back, kitten. Just keep your eyes open, alright?” 

You grumbled incoherently, seething as you tried to shy away from the pain beneath the fabric. Even in your current state, you mustered a half-hearted smile at the worry scrunching on Yanagi’s face.

“You’re gon… gonna get wrinkles.”

Shiraishi was the only one who responded to your half-wit comment, eyes rolling as he continued to apply firm pressure to your injury. Yanagi, on the other hand, remained vexed at your current state, disregarding your attempt to make fun of him in such a pressing situation. “What happened?” 

“Mizuno paid me a visit… next thing I know I woke up bound in this stinky room,” your eyes darted around the room, near sighing at the hideous state it was in. “Could you preserve some of my dignity… and at least let me d-die outside by the altar or some…thing?” 

“You’re not going to die, [Y/L/N].”

Those words were supposed to bring you reassurance, but as Yangi repeated himself once more with utmost sternness, it had been clear to Shiraishi that it was more for the leader himself than anything. There was a gentle squeeze to the back of your neck where Yanagi’s hand supported you.

“Why were you in contact with Mizuno?” 

“I wasn’t… He had been keeping tabs on me since the day I confronted him at the club. I quite honestly dropped his lead for a bit to focus on—hiss—the other bits of the May incident first.” 

Hoshino returned, frantically informing the two detectives that police were on their way with the medics. Your eyes darted over to her before smiling. “I promise, I was trying to get to the agency for our meeting.” 

“I know,” Yanagi responded instead. “We know.”

Yanagi remained quiet, his nervousness surpassing its usual threshold, now eerily unmoving from the jitters for a long pause. The lump in his throat worsened when your eyes started to blink heavily. He shook you once more to remind you to stay awake, untrusting of his voice. 

A single tear trailed down towards your ear as you looked up to Yanagi, eyes trying to focus on the comfort his periwinkle ones often gave you.

“I’m sorry.” 

The whisper almost went unnoticed, voice trailing as your mind tried to discern the words you wanted to say with enough courage. “A… h-hazard. I’m sorry.” 

Sirens started to grow louder in the background, causing Shiraishi to look over his shoulder. He ordered Hoshino to wait outside so she could provide them guidance. Yanagi remained oblivious to everything else around him, too focused on the way you started to grow heavy in his arms. “You’re not a hazard, I promised, remember? I promised you I would never think of you as a hazard, and I still don’t.” 

All you could do was smile, barely even flinching when one of Yanagi’s own tears landed on the skin of your cheeks, surprising you both. 

“I’m sorry Yanagi.” 

The medics rushed you out of the chapel, the leader insisting he rode in the ambulance with you because he was your “boyfriend.” Shiraishi and Hoshino didn’t bat an eye, only nodding in agreement before sending you both on your way to the hospital.

When they had finally met up with Yanagi once again, Sasazuka, Okazaki and Enomoto were already there, sitting next to Yanagi all deep in thought. 

“If you keep scrunching your eyebrows, it’s gonna be permanent,” Shiraishi directed his words at the redhead, knowing it would elicit more of a reaction than anyone else. Hoshino made a small noise, elbowing the man in the arm as if he was truly oblivious to the current state of mind they were all in. “She’ll be fine, her stubborn nature can’t quite give up on own its own pride to let her go that easily. Especially when the May case isn’t even closed yet.” 

“And if you’re wrong? Then what Shiraishi, you just gonna laugh this one off too?” Enomoto’s words were sharp, unlike anything else he has said up to date. “You were there, you saw her yet you’re able to tell us that the priority of our concerns should be our fucking eyebrows?!”

“I was only—”

“Stop it, both of you.”

Everyone fell silent at Yanagi’s orders, a cease in the growing bicker as everyone turned heads to watch as their leader stood up with a heavy sigh. No one dared to blink as they watched him leave the waiting room. Hoshino decided to follow him, despite Sasakusa’s advice to let him be. 

She chased after the leader, following a few steps behind as he passed a vending machine in the hallway. He made a left into another corridor, ignoring the line of empty cots against the wall. She didn’t question him when he stopped at the particular coffee vending machine, despite it being exactly the same as the other one they had passed.

The brunette stood idly off to the side, watching Yanagi push at the buttons with a slim, shaky finger. He handed the first can over to the young officer, waiting for the next to drop loudly into the dispensary. 

Hoshino thanked him for the coffee, both opening it simultaneously, but only Hoshino took the first sip. Yanagi paused, the rim of the can just barely touching his lips before he spoke in a barely-above whisper. “I shouldn’t have kicked her off the team.” 

Only one question popped into Hoshino’s mind, but she dwelled on asking it, taking another pensive sip before her curiosity got the best of her. “So why did you?” 

Tired eyes looked over at the officer before he tilted his head back, emptying the warm, canned beverage with one go. “Because I thought I was protecting her by teaching her a lesson. If she had just learned to communicate with the team—” he paused to wipe his lips with the back of his hand. “—then she wouldn’t ever be trapped in a situation like tonight. I didn’t think she would be so stubborn over my orders. She never really took them for face value in the first place.” 

The girl exhaled, nodding her head at his words, taking another sip at the bitter drink.

“I can’t tell if I was happy it was just Mizuno or if it would have been better if it was purely Adonis.” 

“Isn’t Mizuno working for Adonis? That’s what the notes in the file said.” 

Yanagi shrugged in response. “I don’t know. We won’t know until [Y/L/N] recovers and can tell us more about the encounter.” 

With a simple nod, the two fell into a pocket of silence. Now she knew why he picked this specific coffee machine because it overlooked the central garden the hospital surrounded and because it quelled the ambient chatter of a busy hospital. 

“A hazard.”

“She’s reckless, why is she even an officer?”

“How did someone like her pass the academy?”

“Junior Officer [Y/L/N] is a liability to the team, I would like her removed effective immediately.” 

“You will be temporarily assigned to the first division under investigations. You may be familiar with Detective Yanagi, he graduated from the academy with you, but he will be your partner starting today.”

...

“Ya-na-gi! Yanagi-san~ would you like to come with me to the arcade tonight?” 

“Why? Is there a case we’re supposed to be investigating?” 

“No, I just thought it would be fun for us to do some team-building exercises!” 

“We did plenty of those together at the academy.”

“You’re no fun… Unless~ you’re just afraid I’ll beat all your possible high scores with my own!”

“I’m not.”

“Yes, you are.”

“I’m not.” 

“... Is it because you don’t trust me?” 

“What?”

“No one in the station likes me or trusts me because I’m reckless and a liability. They think I’m some walking… hazard with a bright yellow sign above my head so everyone avoids working with me.” 

“I don’t… think you’re a hazard.” 

“It’s ok if you do, I get it. Just, if it’s possible, let’s avoid using that word from now on. I hate it. It’s the most stupid word to ever exist in the dictionary.”

...

“Oi, [Y/L/N]-san. [Y/L/N]-san!” 

“Yanagi-san?”

“Do you… What’s your favourite game at the arcade?” 

“Maximum Tune 4.” 

“What’s your high score?” 

“My fastest score? 2 minutes, 50 seconds and 927 milliseconds.” 

“I can beat that, let’s go to the arcade. I’ll buy us drinks.” 

“Really?! Can we get some agedashi tofu too? I love agedashi tofu!”

“Sure.”

[12.15 4:55 AM Shinjuku General Hospital—Room 3011]

“To…fu…” your eyes slowly opened at the thought as you came to your surroundings. “Agedashi tofu.” 

A dull pain stretched across the side of your left torso, causing you to wince. You pulled your hand towards it by instinct, but the slip of warmth into the cool air of the room caused you to look down.

Yanagi Aiji of all people was hunched over the side of your cot, sleeping rather uncomfortably from the plastic chair, a warm hand of his resting on your knee, the other had been holding your hand.

The growing realization that you were in pain and in the hospital dawned on you much later than it should, eyes following the nasal tube resting on your upper lip towards the machine it originated from. Next to it was a quiet but steady EKG, temporarily amusing your curious eyes as you watched the colourful lines periodically spike in recognition of your vitals. 

Agedashi tofu, right.

Gently removing his hold on you, you carefully slipped your feet from under the thin hospital blanket, testing your strength at the side of the bed before a sting in your arm caused you to flinch. An IV drip had been assigned to you. With diligent fingers, you pulled the nasal tube from your nose, before contemplating removing the EKG attached to your finger.

You’ve seen plenty enough movies to know that the IV drip you could move with you, but not the pulse tracker. Once it was removed from your finger, the machine would flatline and cause a commotion. Unless… you turned it off first.

As you reached around the machine to find the power button, the discarded breathing tube on the cot was sending a wave of air out of the plastic and onto Yanagi’s face. The man stirred from his sleep, eyes opening to the sight of an empty bed, a discarded oxygen tube and you, fiddling with the hospital monitor under the moonlight.

The overtly-fatigued detective moved his head to rest his chin on his forearms as he watched you twist around the monitor, trying to subtly turn it off. Albeit amused, the man called out to you in his sleep-riddled voice, the low baritone causing you to jump out of your skin. 

“You’ve been awake for less than a few minutes and you’re already back on your mischievous behaviour,” the man quirked an eyebrow at your guilty stance, clearly unimpressed. “What are you doing out of bed?” 

Under a faint whisper, you murmured something about wanting agedashi tofu while Yanagi left the uncomfortable plastic chair to round you back into the cot. 

The detective sighed, pulling the thin blanket over you before readjusting the nasal tube back into your nose and over your ears. “I’ll go buy you some agedashi tofu, okay? Just… for all things good, stay in bed and don’t reopen any wounds.”

You peered into his tired, periwinkle eyes, grinning at how they perfectly complemented the early morning skies from behind him, laced in deep purples and blues on the verge of getting lighter.

For a moment, Yanagi’s nimble fingers remained idle, his touch as light as a feather resting on your cheeks where he had adjusted the oxygen tube. There was an indescribable feeling in his chest, one between a fleeting moment of worry and a warm sentiment he couldn’t quite name, and instead of trying to figure it out, the man cleared his throat, turning away to reach his seat once more. 

“I’ll be back, stay put.” 

His jacket swiftly followed as he pulled it off the back of the chair, dipping between the curtains in a quiet hurry. 

Once his footsteps faded out, you huddled your legs as close to your body as you could before your stitched torso complained. The memory of everything leading up to you waking up remained hazy and patchy, like a book missing its pages. You wanted to dwell on your own, to figure out the pieces but a nurse soon poked her head in, startling you from your thoughts. Yanagi must have flagged her down on his way out.

She tended to your IV, checked your vitals and gave you a little explanation of what had happened. You came in with five stab wounds on the side of your torso, missing most major organs but damaging the muscle and tissue. Your shoulder was bruised on a fall impact, but nothing else too out of the ordinary. The nurse handed you a cup of warm water and some medication, noting that she would be back with more during your next meal. 

Alone once again and more awake, your brain finally connected the dots. Mizuno had been following you for a while, unnerved by the idea you had seen his face and been so bold to confront him about his suspected relations to Adonis and the May X-Day incidents. The puff of air you had been harbouring in your cheeks came out disgruntled and dejected, maybe you wouldn’t be here had you just followed through with the original lead you had given Yanagi that day. 

No, c’mon, I would have totally followed it at some point anyways… But maybe I would have still been with the team when I did go up to Mizuno if I hadn’t pursued him first. 

“Ugh~”

Your temple started to ache, aware that Yanagi was most likely here to get a statement from you before the police could. He didn’t seem mad but you were preparing yourself for one of his usual dad-lectures about your behaviour when he returned. How you should’ve waited to get more information first before jumping the gun. Or that you should be more careful when chasing a lead on your own.

Tired of the throbbing at your side, you flopped back into the thin pillow behind you, counting the specs on the ceiling titles until Yanagi returned.

In his hands were a white plastic bag and a dual-cardboard tray supporting two drinks. “Everything was closed so I could only find regular tofu at the convenience store.” 

It was hard to withstand the urge to just tear open the bag like some savage predator who had gone too long without a fresh hunt, your stomach rumbled at the thought of tofu. You unpacked everything from the bag as Yanagi draped his jacket over your shoulders. 

“You looked cold, I-uh, also got you a warm milk tea and some other soft foods. Miso too, liquids are good, you need more of those.” 

Quietly thanking him as he pushed your drink closer to your shivering hands, he nodded with a small smile before sitting down in the chair. The two of you ate quietly, sharing small glances as you handed bits of food to one another. From the way the tofu had been packaged, you could tell Yanagi had made sure to heat it up in the microwave at the convenience store before bringing it back.

Although it wasn’t exactly what you wanted, the savoury flavour of soya sauce and sesame oil drizzled over warm tofu was enough to satiate your craving. He had even picked up a bowl of okayu and some tamagoyaki from the convenience store, giving you a burst of excitement as you inhaled all the food you could. 

“How are you feeling?” 

You shrugged, nonchalant in honesty. “‘s fine. I’m just hungry and kinda annoyed I gotta be hooked up to all of this.” 

Yanagi gave a breathy chuckle in response to you waving your arm full of wires. “You should be out of here soon. Enomoto already volunteered to take care of you for the first day.” 

“I would prefer if Enomoto didn’t cook all his jazzy dishes at my house. The scent lingers on all my linen for a week.”

“Not at yours,” Yanagi paused, chewing through his bite of the egg before he continued. “At the agency.” 

He didn’t miss the downcast look that crossed your face, falling quiet with no rebuttal to give. Just like how he didn’t miss the way you bit on your inner cheek—something you often did to suppress the impulsive urge to say how you truly felt. It was an odd moment for an outspoken person. 

“It’ll just put everyone at ease if you weren’t alone until the investigation into your case is closed.” 

Your face contorted at his words, eyes darting around as you tried to make sense of his words. “What case?”

“[Y/L/N], you were kidnapped, restrained and held against your will, then violently stabbed multiple times. How are you not going to want to pursue charges against Mizuno after all that?”

“How did you know about Mizuno?”

“You told us when we found you in the chapel.”

“Who else knows?” you felt the anger bubbling inside you as Yanagi remained silent. “Yanagi. Who else knows about my encounter at the chapel with Mizuno?” 

Yanagi could tell this was a sensitive topic for you, it was why he insisted on staying with you until you woke up. Whatever happened between you and Mizuno at the abandoned chapel had to do with Adonis.

A part of him worried that you would suddenly become an X-Day Sympathiser, but the other wanted a chance for you to come to terms with everything before the police got too involved. His eyes searched your face for confirmation of his initial worry, but all he could sense was stress and anxiety. 

“The whole team. Shiraishi, Yoshino and I were the ones who found you, but with Adonis’ help,” at the mention of Adonis, Yanagi pointed to his neck. “Her collar sounded once at the mention of your disappearance and twice at the chapel when we couldn’t find you in the main unit.” 

The food was starting to go cold but you remained indifferent about eating, fingers dancing under your thumb like you wanted to crack each of them but without the strive to fully commit. Yanagi reached for your hands, pulling them into his warmer ones as he peered up at you from his spot.

“Did something come up when Mizuno was with you? Anything about Adonis because as far as we can tell, they’re related but it’s strange Adonis would give us clues to find you.” 

When you refused to meet his eyes, Yanagi sighed, “[Y/L/N], we’re not upset with you—I’m not upset with you. I want to help, but you need to tell me what happened because this case is going straight to the SPD otherwise and—”

“Mizuno no longer considers himself a member of Adonis. He was a pawn they had manipulated into doing their dirty work for them and he realized what was happening.”

“What do you mean?”

Instead of giving Yanagi a proper answer, you asked for his phone. The noiret obliged, handing you his unlocked phone. Your understanding of Mizuno was still missing a piece, but until you had it figured out, you didn’t want to lead onto much else with Yanagi.

Ignoring all the notifications and reminders, you logged into the database that Sasazuka had installed on everyone’s phone, pulling up the results of Mizuno Tatsuya. There were no mentions of a daughter in his file, but a wife. Searching the wife’s name up instead, you found a birth certificate for Inagaki Hina; the daughter.

To your displeasure, there was an incomplete file on Hina, most likely a result of poor management during the time her disappearance was first reported. There were a few public notices and announcements made in a futile attempt to help Mizuno and his wife find their missing 12-year-old, but the rest were all news articles from when Hina’s body was found. The most recent police file was the detailed forensics report that was created after the discovery, dated approximately three months before you and Yanagi both resigned from the SPD, and an incompleted case report last edited a month after your departures. Out of curiosity, you read through the forensics report, but in hindsight, you really wish you hadn’t.

Your lips started to quiver and tears welled up. Yanagi felt the oncoming urge to cry before he could see, your free hand shaking in his like you were trying to fight back the wave of emotions. He felt useless beside you as he watched on. There had only been one other time in your years together where he saw you shed some tears, but that was during a rather tough moment on a case the two of you worked on at the SPD, involving two young girls who had met a harsh and ungiving fate. This was a different situation, one that didn’t seem all that likely to be quelled by just a hug and a promise that justice and closure would be found for the family. All he could was ask you what was wrong.

“I don’t know what to do, Yanagi. All this time… All this time I thought justice was the key to a safe world. That judgement must be passed in a justified manner, but I don’t know if that’s true anymore. The system is corrupt. The pattern thus far in all of the X-Day incidents has been to right the wrongs that have come up from the very system you and I were trained to serve in. Corruption is being surfaced in all its ugliness. Mizuno had a daughter,” you paused, sucking in a shaky breath as Yanagi gave your hand a firm squeeze. You freed yourself to push your hair out of your face, resting your forehead into your palm. Curious about the new information, Yanagi took the phone that had fallen into your lap, eyes scanning over what you had been reading. 

“She had taken her mother’s maiden name instead of his, so it never crossed my files during the investigation. I’m sorry, but Mizuno brought it up. He took one look at me and decided to make me a target of his anger but at this point… He had every right to—”

“Don’t say that, we had no part of the missing person report or her forensics investigation.” 

“No, but you know who would have? Shiraishi. I remember him telling me about it briefly, but I never looked into it. Maybe if I had paid more attention—”

“Shiraishi was only on the case after her body was found, that’s what he does, forensics. There were no other measures you could have taken then.”

[CW]

“Yanagi, she was sexually assualted and brutally murdered. Left in a f*cking ditch too. That case should have crossed our desk because we were still at the SPD when it happened, but it never did! No one wrote a proper case file on it afterwards. The only completed file the SPD ever did came from Shiraishi’s forensics team to confirm the cause of death. DNA matches were never followed up on, and no one has been arrested for what they did to Inagaki Hina.” 

It felt right to say her name, to acknowledge the person that the very system you believed in, had failed to serve and protect, but it also hurt so much more to know that you were a part of that very system.

A harsh sob racked through your body as you fisted your hair, nails digging into your skin, alerting Yanagi who jumped to stop your distraught movements.

“Okay, okay, breathe. Take a deep breath with me, [Y/L/N]. What happened after?” 

Deep breaths filled your lungs as you breathed through your lips, trying to relax as Yanagi helped himself onto your cot, arms enveloping you as he tried to reassure you and keep you grounded.

“M-Mizuno said that Adonis recruited him, promised him vengeance and justice if he played the part of being their pawn. Things only got worse when I pursued him because it dawned on him that what he did wouldn’t do him any good if he got caught. He said something about a cycle… It’s all a never-ending cycle of chasing the idea of justice through sins we cannot erase. That’s what he said to me.” 

A pocket of silence fell upon the two of you, Yanagi tucking you closer under his chin while you steadied your breathing and wiped your tears with the back of your hand. His hand reached for a clean napkin instead, briefly wiping at the snot on the tip of your nose before letting you do the rest.

The guilt was coming back to him now, one building on every revelation the two of you seemed to be having as you worked to explain yourself and the encounter with Mizuno. The guilt from kicking you off the team in the first place when everyone else had been right, you were working on the case, and it was a benefit for the team. Did he truly overreact simply because he let a moment of his feelings take hold of his mode of operation? 

“I’m sorry,” Yanagi whispered, pausing your movements beneath him. “I’m sorry, [Y/L/N].” 

A sniffle echoed in the room, a surprise that none of the other patients had woken up from how hard you had been crying. Not a peep from a passing nurse to make sure you were okay. Yanagi’s protective nature was starting to kick in as he questioned the safety and security of the hospital had he not been adamant about staying with you. 

“Why are you sorry?” 

“Because,” he started, voice dying down as he sorted out the jumble of words he wanted to say. “Because it hurts to see you so torn over something so out of your control. You’re taking on so much of the blame and I just wished you hadn’t been alone these past months. Whether it would have helped soften the blow of finding out about Hina or preventing your encounter with Mizuno, I regret not keeping you at my side.” 

“No, this is good. I needed to know about Hina, I need to critically assess what I know so I can change.”

A small smile broke out on Yanagi’s face as he looked down at you, despite not being able to see your face. A firecracker from the start, one that never seemed to go out even after all the tumultuous things you go through.

Was it optimism or just determination? Ozaki was right, hell, even a brother who remained as distant as Yanagi's brother was right; he was in love with you. Always has and always will.

You were never afraid to do things your way, even if at times it was an inconvenience to others. You weren’t afraid to be outspoken and to do things differently. It still hurt to know even if it was only seemingly one small moment of vulnerability and stress, you were determined to keep improving.

Yanagi removed himself from your side, lowering off the cot to be at eye level with you as he held your hands. Brief as it may be, there was a twinkle from the way Yanagi’s soft eyes bore into yours, a thin smile set upon his face like the best thing just happened to him. Maybe he won the lottery and hadn’t told you yet.

What was happening? 

“How do you want to go forward with all this now out on the table?” 

Right.

Yanagi patiently waited, disregarding the burn starting to creep up his legs from how he was bent at the knees to look you in the eyes.

“Do you still want to press charges, or do you want to let this slide?” 

There was no pressure to the way he phrased his question. Not an inkling of a biased opinion or a force to nudge you into a decision, no, Yanagi wasn’t making a decision for you. He truly wanted you to decide for yourself. He gave you your options with a neutral tone—no emphasis on a single choice. 

That was something you always admired about him and one reason why it had hurt so much when he forced you out of the agency. Not once had Yanagi ever been someone to decide anything for anyone, especially not you.

Despite how some people would claim as being a victim of your turbulent personality, dragged into suffering the consequences of giving you freedom, Yanagi was indifferent. Even if it gave him a headache sometimes, too harsh a slap of concern, Yanagi was happy to let you approach things the way you wanted to. If he was opposed, he would calmly do what he needed his own way. That was how the partnership worked.

There were moments of compromise, but not without a chance for both parties to talk things out. The decision to kick you off the team seemed rash and a first for Yanagi to reprimand you for your actions. Not once did Yanagi think of you as a hazard. He firmly believed in your abilities and trusted your judgement all the way through.

That was what scared you the most because Yanagi putting his foot down was something to expect from a leader, but losing the one person who put their faith in you without hesitance, now that was different.

The word still stung, and it hit you, you were in love with Yanagi Aiji, but the threat of changing feelings and understandings from the person you loved made you uneasy and restless. So why was there pure trust in the very periwinkle hues that waited ever so patiently for your decision? 

“I don’t know,” was all you could muster timidly before breaking your hands away from his once more. What if your indecisiveness and reasoning were the last straws for the man before you?

“What are you thinking?”

Famous words from a detective true to the teamwork model. He was engaging with you to evaluate possible options he might have never considered, but was there truly an option for you to take here? 

“A part of me knows I should press charges. To give a detailed report to the precinct so they can do their job—no I have to. But this other part of me, I can’t stop thinking about Hina, Mizuno or his wife. A mother and a father lost their 12-year-old daughter to indecent people. Mizuno was only trying to do what he thought was best to feel better about what happened. Maybe it’s not justifiable, but it doesn’t seem fair.” 

You didn’t have to say it for Yanagi to catch on, you were feeling sympathy.

“So do I play the part of the very people who are ruling a corrupted system by letting him off the hook, or do I play my part and risk revictimizing Hina and Mizuno’s wife?” 

“You don’t have to decide right now, even if it’ll eat away at you until the officers from the precinct come down to get you whichever statement you plan to give them,” Yanagi whispered, a hand coming up to stroke your cheek.

It that he to show he was still open to letting you decide whether you wanted to be honest and relay the incident at the chapel the way it had happened or to give a false claim that you were left unaware of whatever happened—attributing it to memory loss or what have you.

“You have always been bright enough to make your own judgements, and I trust you no matter what.” 

With that, Yanagi leaned in and placed a soft kiss on your lips. It was a simple one, yet the warmth from his hand on your cheek and his proximity made you wish it would last.

You pulled your bottom lips between your teeth as he leaned away to find his spot at your side again. Pensive eyes watched him pick up his chopsticks and a spoon to grab more tofu from the container, placing it gently into your empty dish.

A small and barely audible thank-you made it to his ears, but Yanagi only nodded to acknowledge that he had heard it. Whether it was for the tofu or the bubble of reassurance he was able to offer you for the first time in months would remain up to him to decide. 

>> Masterlist >> Tagging: @subtleappreciation

[rainydayotomes]

Can I ask for collarxmalice family headcanons?? Like how many children would they want, maybe also the gender of them, if they would be good parents/how they would be like at parenting. Thank you so much and love your blog!

Hehe, thank you love! Here are your hcs~

Yanagi

At first, he's a little unsure about children

He's not opposed to them, but he really doesn't feel confident about being a father

But considering how often you two... uh... ya know ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) it was bound to happen quite soon

When you tell him you're pregnant, he's absolutely overjoyed

He starts reading books on parenting. So, so many books.

He wants a daughter! But of course he wouldn't mind a son either. He's just worried a son would take after him and act like he did when he was younger....

Yanagi definitely thinks one child is enough once the baby is born, but as your firstborn grows older, he... actually kind of wants a second one

So that's how you two ended up with two children

Yanagi tries to let the two be independent as much as he can, but it's difficult when he also wants to be at their side and help them with everything

He loves taking care of the children, being around them, and watching them grow up

He doesn't spoil them, but he does treat them sometimes and definitely makes sure they're prepared for anything and everything

The smile he has on his face when your first born goes to school is as brilliant as the sun

Sasazuka

No. No. No. No children. He doesn't want small dumb cats running around

He coolly and calmly opposes any thoughts or mentions of children

........

Except when you tell him that you're pregnant, he's actually seriously happy, even though he doesn't really show it

Takeru doesn't mind a son or a daughter, he's just overjoyed to have a child

Being able to see a small human that was literally born from your love.... he's thrilled, he really is

Takeru doesn't mind taking care of the child at all, buuuut he is absolutely not thrilled to change diapers and deal with anything butt related

.....although one day, you do catch a glimpse at the two of them joking about farts

One day while you're out, Takeru is quite alarmed to find his donuts missing

........and is even more alarmed to find his toddler passed out with donut crumbs scattered around them, and an empty donut box beside them

Takeru desperately tries to hide the fact that your kid takes after his donut obsession, but after a while he gives up and uses the donut-love to his advantage

He rewards the child with a donut for any good thing they do- he kinda spoils them with donuts but hey, it works!

Definitely teaches his kid computer science, coding, and everything in between

Although he can get a bit strict at times, and you can sometimes see him and your 10-year old having a fight

He almost always makes it up to them though, to repair whatever "damage" their fight had to their relationship

Enomoto

Oh boy. Enomoto tells EVERYONE hes gonna be a father once he hears the news

You already know? Too bad, he's telling you again

He's never gonna let you do ANYTHING for yourself. He's gonna be all over you making sure you're comfortable and feeling good

Like Yanagi, he also reads a bunch of parenting books, but also reaches out to magazines and online articles. And even Yanagi and Takeru, who give him some... questionable advice.

Enomoto would love to have a little princess, but he would also love to have a little knight too- either way, he'll make sure they have lots of fun!

Enomoto makes sure to attend EVERY tea party the child holds, if any, and makes sure to let them win almost all wrestling matches the two end up in, if any!

He'll dress up in whatever ridiculous outfits the kid wants him to wear, he'll let them draw on his face, he'll let them paint his nails, and he'll let them do whatever they want to him

He'll always be right there to take care of the child no matter what. He'll always make it to performances or events or parent-teacher conferences or appointments!

He honestly spoils the kid a little too much

But you can tell that they're incredibly close, and the child is well behaved because they don't want to disappoint their superhero dad!

Buuut sometimes the two of them get into trouble, and you have to be the one to scold both of them.

You bet your ass Enomoto wants a second kid! He's not opposed to a third at all, but two is good enough :3c

Okazaki

Kei is the one who approaches you to ask if you want kids

He's thrilled when you say yes and when you tell him you're finally pregnant

Kei knows you're strong, and mostly leaves you alone during the pregnancy because he knows you don't need his help

However he's more then happy to help a lot more later on and do/get whatever you need

He would prefer a little boy, so he can roughhouse as much as he wants! But he would also love to spoil a little princess if he had one

So you can imagine how happy he is when you give birth to twins

A boy and a girl! Kei treats them equally, of course, and ends up spoiling both of them a ton

But! He can be stern and strict when necessary, but never in an angry or disappointed way.... more like he genuinely wants to help them learn from their mistakes

He never gets mad or annoyed. Never.

He loves trying out new and weird snacks with the twins, and being able to roughhouse with both of them.

He isn't always able to make it to their performances or big events, but he makes sure to get time with them when he can

And they definitely think he's a superhero saving the most important of people and braving the most incredible of dangers

Kei loves telling them bedtime stories, tucking them in, and taking naps with them

He's quick to be able to get them to smile after something bad happens, and they always feel safe with their father

Shiraishi

Shiraishi is honestly a little shocked when he hears that you're pregnant, and doesn't really know how to feel

He had been thinking a lot about having a family in the recent years being with you, but now that he's faced with being an actual father, he isn't quite sure

But he thinks on it, and realizes that he's ok with this, and he's even looking forward to it!

He's curious to see how the child develops and whether it takes more after you or him

He doesn't really care about it's gender, and doesn't prefer either way

He wants the child to take after you- to be loved by everyone and to be kind and beautiful. He despises the idea of the child being more like him.

He's a little worried he may not be a good parent at all, but he determines that worrying won't do him any good and he instead he pushes through

He takes care of the baby just fine, and is quite good at soothing it and helping it learn and develop

But once the baby grows into a child, he kind of... distances himself

Not entirely on purpose, he just really doesn't know how to interact with them

But one event where the young child falls on the playground and starts crying has Shiraishi leaping into action

Parental instincts take over, and he's immediately whisked them away to the side to see if they're injured and to soothe them

When they throw themself into his arms, though.... he freezes, and is a little unsure about himself

But it hurts to hear his child in pain, and from that moment onward, he's always by his child's side, comforting them and helping them learn and thrive

He doesn't play nearly as much with his child as all the other fathers do, but he makes sure that they have what they want and need and that they're good to be on their own

He is INCREDIBLY helpful when it comes to homework though! He's always happy to answer any questions and help them work through any tough problem

He's quite happy if the child takes after him a little bit, despite his earlier wanting of the child to be like you

In teaching his child to be human, he too grows with them. He makes sure his offspring doesn't make the same social "mistakes" that he does, and in turn he also becomes more sociable and perhaps even ends up with a few friends!

When it comes to christmas or their birthday, Shiraishi makes sure to get them a gift they will love. Every single time. He's the perfect gift giver.

[rainydayotomes]

Okay, this may seem weird but...what do you think the CxM and Amnesia boys smell like?

Dude.... don't even worry. Ask away all the weird questions, I seriously don't mind any of it! I'm one of the weirdos who wouldn't mind thinking/reading about these things.... ;3c

Unfortunately though, I'm extremely not good with scents and smells... I smell a smell and I identify it, but when it comes to something I'm not actively smelling at the moment my brain just kind of.... refuses to remember the smell. But I shall try my best!

Yanagi wears a subtle, masculine cologne (don't ask me which one cause I have no clue what they smell like D:). It's neither a very expensive brand, or a cheap one. Just in between. So when you're in his tight embrace, you can smell just a small bit of his cologne along with his natural scent. Everything that's his has this similar scent of cologne on it, and it makes you feel like you're in his strong arms.

Enomoto is a little bit of a wildcard. Sometimes he'll be trying out new soaps that a new "100 heart-jerking seduction tips!" book recommended (or some random magazine article he read), which always ends up being something that smells like Old Spice or some floral, more 'delicate' scent. He may as well smell of sweat and dirt if he just finished an intense on-the-job chase. The poor man sweats easily as well, so sometimes if he doesn't layer on a ton of soap or colognes or something then he may get a little smelly!

As for Takeru.... it's dish soap. Don't ask me why. He just somehow always smells like he just cleaned. Although, if he's coming out of the shower you can definitely tell he uses Old Spice!

Kei smells really, really good. Not to sound creepy or anything. But this man bathes (not literally) in the most amazing of scents. He always smells like the sweetest, most angelic vanilla you've ever had the pleasure of experiencing. He smells like icing and cupcakes and just... absolute heaven. That being said, it is a somewhat subtle scent, but if you're near him you can definitely tell it's vanilla. If you get close enough though, you can sometimes pick up on whatever incense he's been using during his naps!

Shiraishi, like Yanagi, smells strangely comforting. He smells like the cold air coming in through a window on a summer or late spring night. Like the grass after it rains. He says he doesn't see the need to wear any specific scents, but how in the hell does he smell so nice otherwise?! Although, on occasion, you may pick up a hint of something... chemically. A smell akin to sterile hospital air.

You already know Ikki wears major name brand cologne. Only the most popular, most expensive, and best selling brand. This dude layers the stuff on- not like teenage boys with ax but you can definitely smell the stuff if you hug him.

Our wonderful little pseudo-yandere Toma almost permanently has that new car smell. You don't know how he manages it, but you always wanna give him a hug when you see him (although not always just because he smells nice!)

Shin occasionally smells like flowers. Don't ask me why! He just does! But most importantly, why the fuck does he smell like chocolate? Either way, it's quite pleasant. (Turns out he somehow managed to get his hands on a chocolate scented body wash!)

Kent smells like fresh books. Not old books. Just fresh books. Like you just picked up a freshly printed paperback book off the shelf of a popular bookstore and opened it's pages.

Ukyo smells like a forest after it rains! He smells slightly earthy and beautifully refreshing. Laying with him is truly relaxing.

[rainydayotomes]

Holiday season is upon us! Do you have some headcanons for how the CxM boys would spend the holiday season with their s/o? (after the plot ofc) Thank you so much! Your writing always makes my day a little better <3

Shiraishi my beloved 😢

Yanagi

You know, it's actually not that hard to get Yanagi into a snowball fight.... or really, to do anything in the snow at all

He may seem like he doesn't care at all, but he can't deny the evil smile that grows on his face when you hit him with a snowball- and in that moment, you know it's over.

He's also perfectly happy to help you build a snowman, snow fort, or anything else you want, as long as he doesn't have anything he has to do later that day!

He's totally treating you to warm food all season long; the most delicious soups, meats, and anything else your heart desires- Yanagi has you covered!

Expect to be bundled up in blankets with Yanagi's arms around you all season long. On days off, the two of you are likely to stay in bed all day, enjoying eachother's warmth as you two sleep and enjoy other things the whole day ;)

Despite not caring too much before, that first christmas party you and everyone else had at Yanagi's office was special enough to him for him to offer to hold another one this year- albeit a little more quiet then the first one!

Enomoto

If you don't go out into the snow yourself- expect to either be dragged outside, or to be given puppy eyes until you do!

Anytime there's snowfall, there's an Enomoto playing outside in the snow. Building a snowman, a snow fort, or having a snowball fight with you!

You may or may not have to save him from Takeru a few times.... a miss-aimed snowball or even a purposefully thrown one and uh... Enomoto is going to be crying under the frightening rage of a snow covered Takeru!

Expect lots of dates to holiday festivites! Christmas light shows, outdoor skating parks, christmas fairs, or even just a walk around a snow covered, holiday-decorated town!

Expect to watch christmas movies with him too! A Christmas Carol (his favourite is the muppet's), Disney's The Santa Clause, The Polar Express, The Grinch (animated version!), The Grinch (RL rendition, if you two feel like it), Home Alone, Shrek the Halls and maybe even some classics like Miracle on 34th Street!

Although... you may end up with him cuddling up to you or walk in on him hugging a pillow with tears in his eyes as he watches Hallmark movies.... (you know- those really cheesy romance christmas movies that almost nobody knows about?)

And, of course, he's going to barge into Yanagi's office and there's going to be a HUGE christmas party! Enomoto LOVES decorating for the holidays, so not only is his apartment going to be filled with decorations, but Yanagi's office is going to look like Santa's elves themselves swept by and decorated the place...

Takeru

Takeru hates the cold. Naturally, he doesn't like snow either. So anyone (especially Enomoto) who hits him with a snowball this season is not going to be in for a pleasant time.... there's not even going to be any exceptions for you, so watch out!

You're also most likely to be bundled up in Takeru's arms all season long, and when he comes in front outside, he's going to be very grumpy and probably demand you cuddle with him or warm him up in other ways.... ;)

The holidays spent with seaweed-head is going to be quiet, but warm! Hot chocolate, coffee, ramen, heated blankets... you name it.

You might be able to convince Takeru to watch a christmas movie with you! He isn't opposed to it... even if he seems like he might be. Honestly, as long as you choose a movie that you'll like, even if he may not- he'll be happy to see you enjoying yourself.

The two of you will probably be dragged off to do stuff with Enomoto somehow. Whether Enomoto is the one who drags you two with him, or you ask to go somewhere alone with Takeru, our little hackerman is going to act like he dislikes the outing, but is actually quite pleased to see you enjoy yourself....

In fact, Takeru may take you places on his own on very rare occasions if he knows you'll like where he takes you- all to see you smile.

Kei

Thankfully the holidays are a little more calm in relation to Kei's work... he's able to spend more time at home with you, due to important people not doing as much at the end of the year.

Once again, expect to be bundled up right next to Kei for most of the season! There's no way he's letting you go once he has you, especially with how cold it is outside his/your bed!

He's also totally roping you into watching christmas-themed horror movies with him. Or, at least, something like The Nightmare Before Christmas!

Nights are generally as quiet as the days, with not much going on for either of you.

Days are broken up with the occasional date- with Kei taking you to some sort of holiday festivity like Enomoto would do.

Even the tree the two of you put up is lowkey- it's beautifully decorated and illuminated, but not spectacular or flashy in the least. It's elegant and beautiful in it's own way- and Kei is often comparing it's beauty to you.

Shiraishi

Ok so like, I know that it's explained to him that Santa isn't real in his route, but like.... if you didn't end up explaining that to him, he's bound to try to set up some sort of trap to capture this "Santa Clause" to see who he really is.... and honestly I have no clue why you wouldn't want to see Shiraishi ponder over who the hell Santa is and how he can get to so many houses in one night....

Anyway! If you want to do anything special this year, you're going to have to do it yourself! As in, you will have to be the one to take Shiraishi places, watch movies with him, or whatever else you want to do.

Shiraishi is more then happy to do whatever you want- no only just to see/make you happy, but also to see what more he can experience during the holidays!

It's amusing to watch him play in the snow- his forts/snowmen are lopsided and weirdly shaped.... and his snowball skills are amazing... albeit a little dangerous with the force he puts behind them! As well as the size of them.... and the fact he accidentally gets ice in them...

While he does wear warm clothing in the winter, he often comes home quite cold because he simply didn't wear enough. His hands are often freezing cold because he doesn't put on gloves before playing with snow either!

There's been more then one time where he came home absolutely covered in snow because he was out in it for so long- and you'll have to force him to strip so he can change out of the clothes that are getting progressively more wet as the snow melts, and bundle him up in blankets infront of a cozy fire!

Sometimes if he gets home before you, he'll do that himself whether he's really that wet or not just to see you blush and stutter because he's half naked infront of you....

Of course, he'll at least want to put up a tree and decorate it, as well as attend the party that Enomoto is forcing Yanagi to hold!

The party goes well into the night on Christmas eve- but Shiraishi is sure to take you home before you can fall asleep on the sofa; carrying you into his apartment and setting you down on his warm and plush bed.

Christmas day, the two of you stay inside and enjoy eachother's warmth and company. It's a quiet day, where you mostly just cuddle in bed and exchange wonderful, heartfelt gifts.

[rainydayotomes]

Trick or Treat! Shinjuku Edition

Yanagi: "Ah, Happy Halloween (Y/N). Help yourself to the candy- Enomoto got too much, and I don't really care for sweets.... That costume- you put it together yourself, didn't you? It suits you well. Huh? Why didn't I dress up? Well... I'm 27... not 7. Dressing up like that at my age... H-Hey, where did you get those-!"

".....These wolf ears.... Stop laughing, I don't look... cute... *sigh* I-If you don't stop giggling, I'll make you stop myself."

Enomoto: "WAAHH! W-Why did you sneak up on me like that?! N-No, I wasn't scared! I can't get scared by such a beauti-...."

"....ful girl. Y-You.... Y-You look really good in that costume... N-No, I wasn't staring!"

"....."

"T-This candy apple... it's a treat I got for you. Take it..."

Sasazuka: "Trick or treat, huh? And what makes you think I would give you a treat? Just because you're a cat doesn't mean you automatically get treats. Especially naughty black cats. Just seeing you tonight has probably given me bad luck."

"....Alright alright, don't pout. I was joking. But everything else I said was true. You are a naughty, stupid cat. And appearing before me like this... I'll let you decide whether what we do tonight was a trick or a treat."

Okazaki: "Why don't we exchange treats? I've got a ton of the best on me right now- huh? You don't have anything? Hmm... that's fine. You're sweet enough to give me a sugar rush all night long."

"Heheh, your face is all red. Come on now, we can share this treat, ok? You'll just have to take it from between my teeth~."

Shiraishi: "Ohh, that was tonight right? What an interesting holiday. People dressing up as scary things with the intention of blending in with ghosts and ghouls who cross over into our world... Heheh, what? Mukai said I was the most devilish of ghouls? I'm not surprised. She did get pretty mad over my experiment on her earlier...."

"Perhaps I am a ghoul. If I was, what would you do? Being alone in this room with me.... Surely you would be scared, wouldn't you? ....And if I pinned you to the wall like this? Hehe, your face is all red. I may be a strange ghoul... I don't want to scare you. Instead, I think I want you a mess underneath me~. My my, what a trick this turned out to be, hm?"

[rainydayotomes]

But what about childfree headcanons for the Collar x Malice family? What would they do with an S/O that is adamantly childfree and even got sterilized before ever getting into a relationship?

Ooooohhh on it! (Can relate: I myself don't want children, so you're not alone anon!)

Unfortunately, Yanagi, Enomoto and perhaps even Kei would be a little disappointed

Takeru and Shiraishi definitely wouldn't mind though

Yanagi doesn't ask more then once, taking your refusal without question

He instead projects his want of kids onto his niece, and any other children his brother might have

Enomoto.... may ask over and over, however... to the point it might get a little annoying. He really just wants a tiny you and him running around is all!

He might even start volunteering to take care of kids at a daycare, or to babysit when work isn't a priority

He's definitely making you get a dog, hope you don't mind!

Kei would be disappointed at first, but definitely swiftly accepts your refusal and instead he focuses on work, loving you, and living his best life! He definitely isn't going to miss the lack of sleep

Takeru never asks, you never say anything, so the topic just... never even comes up

Shiraishi wanted to have a family with you- but even he himself is unsure if he's ready for/willing to have kids

Instead, he ensures that he dedicates himself to the orphanage for Adonis children, and to him they become like one huge extended family

There's no escaping the cats he's going to be adopting though. You have been Warned™.

Overall, they all want to respect your decisions and wishes, even if for some (literally just Enomoto) it hurts a lil bit!

As for finding out you've been sterilized...

Yanagi kind of stays silent for a moment after hearing the news as he takes it in

It takes him a moment or two to come to terms with the fact he won't be having children with you if he stays with you

But- he determines that being with you is worth it

As for Enomoto, he gets very sulky very quickly. You may not hear much from him for a day or few.

He needs some time to think about whether or not he wants to continue persuing a relationship with you or not

He decides that he's just going to take every day step by step, and he tells you how much he wants children and that he doesn't know what the future holds for the two of you, but he'll be staying here with you for now!

Takeru doesn't really react in the slightest about hearing the news

Out of everyone, he's the one who cares the absolute least about children, and definitely doesn't mind not having any

So essentially, he sees this as an absolute win!

Kei thinks for a moment, processing the information, and he may want to ask you why you decided to get sterilized

But overall, he doesn't mind too much. He never thought he'd make it this far anyway! And plus, it would really suck if he got injured or died on the job and left behind a little one for you to take care of all on your own....

Shiraishi already figured that you had been sterilized

He was kind of hoping his assumption was wrong, but he accepts the information with a shrug anyway

To you, he has realized he has become someone irreplaceable. And that's all he ever wanted to be. So no matter what happens- or doesn't happen- he'll always love being with you and will be perfectly happy staying by your side