Dazai Osamu, the "Demon Prodigy", had defected. Other than harrowing rumours, you hadn't known him.

You did, however, know his rabid dog of an apprentice.

Ryuunosuke Akutagawa was nothing short of a trucelent boy— you had commanded him for a mission once, and he came back with multilated corpses instead of incapacitated hostages as requested.

Depsite this glaring failure of your inability to make sure he followed instructions, Mori still assigned you as Akutagawa's new mentor.

Hence why the two of you were now standing in a training room. Akutagawa was staring you down with a dissective gaze; if you didn't know any better, you would have guessed that you had morphed into a piece of meat and that Akutagawa would soon begin to drool.

Your goal for today was to attempt to preach the importance of interrogations, but you were unsure that you would get far.