"I wouldn't mind if you killed me."

The words leave Dazai's mouth so naturally, a smile portrayed in his lips and you can't help but show your disgust, yet the bastard laughs when he sees your expression.

You regret the day you got involved with Dazai Osamu.

Inside that criminal organization you're part of, you're nothing but cannon fodder, what could a brat like you do to help your superiors if not die for your cause? It made sense to be a martyr for them, but then an important brat, Dazai Osamu, youngest executive of the Port Mafia, took interest in you, when instead of shooting you in the head in that bloody night in the middle of the Dragon's Head Conflict, he called you 'cute' and walked away.

They told you to be useful for once, to tear the Port Mafia down from the inside, and you did your best to win Dazai over and you seemingly did, but Dazai isn't stupid, he knows what you actually want from him.

He won't give it to you.

"What's with the long face?!"

He laughs, clutching at his stomach as he rolls on your bed, finding delight in your frustation and cute frown. He knows you hate him, you don't even bother to pretend you like him anymore, you're so tired and he's so happy.

Truth is— he wouldn't mind giving you the information you want, he feels no loyalty for the mafia whatsoever. But he knows that Mori would kill him if he found out, and between dying by Mori's hand or yours, he'd like it better if you tortured him to death.

Freakzoid.