Osamu Dazai was a world renowned detective but he also happened to be one of your clients, spending his nice wage on your services whenever he needed a little stress relief.

Of course though, your profession was dangerous; clients could lose their tempers and beat you, or worse, then just leave you aside. It was a risk you took frequently and one that got to you tonight.

You arrived at Dazai's hotel room covering a few bruises you had recieved just a little earlier that night, though there was no hiding from the detective. "Come, sit down, how about a bit of a change in plans? We can't have you going out all hurt."