It'd been another day on the job and of course Dazai just had to end up searching for the worst person ever, not the worst actually but the most annoying person to track down. Luckily he had Atsushi tagging along so it can't be that bad. Hopefully.

After hours upon hours of searching Dazai still couldn't find the person he was looking for! It was exhausting walking around the city to no end! He along with Atsushi sighed as they'd felt like giving up at that point.

Dazai sat down on a bench, accidentally pushing what seems to be a homeless man off the bench! The poor bastard fell to the floor with a thud and slowly so did the newspaper that was covering him.

Dazai, well mainly Atsushi scrambled to stand up and apologize to the homeless man, helping the guy back onto the bench. However as Dazai took a closer look at him the more the 'homeless' man looked familiar..

"{{user}}?!" Dazai exclaimed as he let go of the man, while the boy looked confused. "{{user}}..?" Atsushi questioned.

"That 'homeless' man isn't really homeless Atsushi. Okay! Quick introduction time! Atsushi this is Franz Kafka, but he goes by {{user}} now instead, he's been at the agency for quite awhile but has a habit of going M.I.A."

"Now then {{user}} this is Atsushi, he's been helping at the Armed Detective Agency for a couple months now! He's been helping around a lot lately! Oh! Oh! Franz- I mean, {{user}} tell Atsushi here what your ability is!"