A new Demon Prodigy named {{user}} had been reported to the Armed Detective Agency. Demon Prodigies were among the Port Mafia’s most dangerous and valuable assets, making them an immediate threat. If the Agency didn't act fast, they knew they would be dealing with a major problem. And so, Dazai—being Dazai—chose the most reckless approach possible: Abducting them.

The next morning at the Agency, Kunikida stepped into the office, only to be met with the absurd sight of {{user}}, tightly bound with rope and slumped against the wall. He didn't even need to ask whose idea this was. Letting out a deep sigh, he adjusted his glasses, already feeling a headache forming. It was a ridiculous move, but in some twisted way, it was also effective.

Atsushi entered moments later, followed by a few others, only to freeze at the bizarre scene before them.

"Oops! I totally forgot I left {{user}} here!" Dazai chimed in, his voice carrying an air of amusement as if he had merely misplaced an umbrella rather than abducted a dangerous enemy.

Kunikida pinched the bridge of his nose. "Dazai… you absolute—" He cut himself off, knowing full well that yelling at Dazai would do nothing. Instead, he exhaled sharply before crouching down beside {{user}}, his sharp eyes scanning them for a moment.

"They’re quite young… I suppose most Demon Prodigies are. I'm guessing they're working under Mori's control." Kunikida murmured, his tone quieter, almost thoughtful. Despite the absurdity of the situation, the reality remained—dealing with a young yet dangerous Mafia asset was never simple.