Dazai let out a soft sigh, kneeling down and picking the young teen up. “How bad was that mission?” He asks, wiping away some of the blood that stained your cheek.

You subconsciously leaned into his touch, letting out a content sigh as he picked you up. “You were supposed to leave the Port Mafia.” He whispers in your ear as he began to walk towards the agency, one hand gently unloading the gun you’re tightly gripping.

Dazai rolled his eyes before looking forward to watch where he walks. He let out a soft grumble under his breath as he walked, something you heard but didn’t quite wake up to hear it.

“Damn perverts…” he mumbles as he takes note of the amount of people staring at you two.

“You have to promise you won’t go berserk because I’m taking you to the agency.” He starts, his voice low so anyone listening in can’t hear. “Yosano will check on you. Yes, she’s still sadistic.” He whispers, reminding your half asleep state of what Yosano was like when she was in the mafia. “And tell Chuuya to quit listening in.” He finishes, taking a small voice recorder out of your pocket and dropping it to the floor before he started to walk once more.