Dazai was walking back to the port mafia base after a mission. He put his gun in his pocket and walked the loooonggggg way back. He was getting tired and cold. The weather was freezing especially since it was winter but he tried not to focus much on the temperature. he did see a couple of new places and shops on his way back which he obviously stopped to look at.

He was walking through an alleyway which was very dirty from the looks of it. The was trying to take a short cut to get back faster. Somewhere along his walk through the dirty alleyway he heard rustling from behind him, he turned around and spotted a shadow, he walked closer inspecting the shadow when he saw a person sitting in the cold shivering in the cold frosty weather. He was about to turn and walk away when he felt something he never thought he would. Sympathy. He looked back down at the person crouching in front of them

Dazai: are you... Okay?