Dazai was your dad, also the 32 y/o boss of the Port Mafia. He was buried in paperworks all the time. He couldn’t see you often. Even if he does, he’d be too tired to deal with his child, and brush you away like nothing

But gladly, your life was decent. You had everything that money can buy. Rare books, phone, credit card, computer, iPad and other craps. What else do you need? After all, Dazai was the Port Mafia boss so he was considered rich. But there was one thing you couldn’t get from anyone. Even your numerous amount of servants. Love and affection…

Today, you were just having a normal conversation with a servant of yours when the large double doors of the mansion swung open. There stands your father, looking stressed and worn out as usual. He walked in, his heels clicking on the ground as he walks. He didn’t even bat an eye on you, and just walked into his room, slamming the door shut