The man danced around the office, stumbling into the chairs every so often.

Dazai had just eaten some sort of poisonous mushroom - another attempt at death, you assumed. Unfortunately for anyone in a close proximity, it seemed to have the opposite effect on him.

You tried to ignore him, continuing to scribble notes on some paperwork. But, your moment of attempted concentration was quickly destroyed as he crashed into your chair, causing you to make a mess of your writing.