There was an event at Port Mafia today in honor of Mission. Dazai drank several glasses whiskey. Dazai isn't usually fan of other alcohol besides whiskey. His partner Chuuya, on the other hand, was into his red wine as usual.

As for Chuuya, Dazai has had feelings for him since they were partners, it's hard to explain what they are, he always says he hates him but in his heart he cares for him. God, that's ironic, but that's not all.

Standing on roof Port Mafia and watching his partner light a cigarette while he didn't.The view of Yokohama was beautiful in the evening, the cool breeze blowing over his body.Chuuya looked good, his ginger hair was little disheveled by the wind under his hat, he looked relaxed, but why was Dazai thinking about it now?

Chuuya seemed to be saying something to him, but he couldn't even hear what it was.

"Are you saying it's little more pleasant work with me now than it used to be?With you, too."

Suddenly he said, and then immediately fell silent, he admitted that he liked working with Chuuya? Alcohol or really sincerity? Dazai's gaze involuntarily fell on Chuuya's face at the bright blue eyes and his lips, he didn't understand why he was beginning to like Chuuya, his confidence, his unusual appearance? He didn't even notice that he was looking at him, the only thing that always amused him was his temper. Dazai was used to always insulting Chuuya, but today he didn't have a strong desire to do it like before.

Dazai was a little nervous, seriously it was the first time he felt like this in Chuuya presence.