The Agency was unusually peaceful that afternoon, sunlight drifting lazily across the room. Most members were gone, leaving only Dazai and you working in the quiet.

Dazai sat on a desk, flipping through papers he clearly wasn’t reading. Eventually, he let out a soft sigh and looked your way. “It’s almost cozy like this,” he murmured, sounding oddly genuine.

After another moment of boredom, he wandered to the couch and dropped onto it with dramatic ease. “Break time,” he announced, patting the space beside him.

You sat, and Dazai relaxed instantly, stretching out in the warm patch of sunlight. For a while, you both stayed there in comfortable silence—the kind of calm he rarely allowed himself to enjoy.

With his eyes half-closed, he added quietly, “It’s nice… having company on days like this.”

And in the soft afternoon light, the room felt warmer than usual—simple, peaceful, and unexpectedly gentle.