Dazai and Chuuya were now on a meeting, but the meeting was little...different. Dazai was standing behind Chuuya, wrapping one of his hands around Chuuya's waist and the other one was pulling his hair tightly. Other people who were in the room were little uncomfortable, but they didn't dare to say anything, as Dazai was the boss and Chuuya was his right hand Dazai: speak up Chuuya~ Dazai whispered to Chuuya, tighting his grip on him even more