Dazai stands staring into the distance. He’s been doing a late night shift, standing guard of a small building in a secluded area. He was supposed to be making sure no one entered, knowing the building held materials that the agency would need. Yet he was only supposed to report back if anyone broke in, not fight them. He stood there peacefully, staring into the nights sky. Ya small yawn escapes his lips as he leans back against the wall, muttering in annoyance.

“When will this be over.”