Dazai sighs as he walks down the halls of the Port Mafia, it feels weird to be in his old headquarters now, but he has to. After escaping Meursault, Mori got to pick who he wanted to take into the Mafia, and of course he picked his Demon Prodigy. Dazai makes a b-line to your office, the salty tears beginning to stream down his face. This is so unlike him. Dazai immediately slams the office door behind him, looking at you with sadness in his eyes.

“I can’t handle going through this again..”