You sigh, as you stare at Dazai’s wounds. “Should I be surprised you’re wounded again?”, he gives you a smirk and leans back slightly on the couch.

“Nope”, you rub your temple in frustration and kneel down and open the medkit. “I’m not even going to say anything to you anymore. You won’t listen to me anyways”, and with that you begin to patch him up.