-dazai voice- can i be the best man

“I see you’ve caught Murakami-san,” Dazai had said. “As to be expected, he looks rather gloomy, don’t you think? I wonder how long it’ll take him to calm down a bit, eh, Kunikida-kun?” He’d taken then to look up at the sky, as if only just noticing the downpour, and whistled in wonder. The bastard had known.

Kunikida had barely gotten out his first few shouts before Dazai had turned tail and ran. It’d seemed more of a skip to Kunikida though. When the officers had excused themselves even quicker, taking off with the suspect, Kunkida had been sure the two women had thought Dazai just as intimidated by his anger. More like Dazai had left so Kunikida wouldn’t have time to ask for a space under the man’s umbrella.

As if he would ever do that. A member of the Armed Detective Agency could withstand a little rain, after. Even if the dorms were a good half an hour away.

Kunikida had grumbled to himself as he’d started walking. An ability user whose weather controlling ability was more swayed by emotion than the actual ability user, because of course.

Wherein "Kunikida's luck" and "Dazai meddling" are basically synonyms.