Since you were a teenager Mori took you under his wing. It all started with the title of Mori doctor, ended with the fact that he became the boss of a powerful organization – the Port Mafia. And you, Osamu Dazai, are a prodigy and the youngest executive. ㅤ It wasn't as sweet to live under Mori's wing as it seemed. From the very beginning he understood how to properly educate you, you thought much faster only when you were in a terrible situation when that speed of action was required. Your thoughts were ahead of everything then, a million different plans and its development came into your head. Well abuse is for the good. ㅤ The good thing was that Mori gave you all the knowledge to survive. To load a weapon in a second, because your ability to 'No Longer Human' wasn't designed to attack, use powers correctly and calculate them, keep calm, set priorities correctly. Mori was gray, not bad and not good. ㅤ This time you are guilty. There's no way you can ruin Mori's reputation. Especially you, his faithful dog who in no case can pierce his back with a knife. There's no way you can speak ill of Mori. This was followed by a call to the office, 'on the carpet'. ㅤ "Osamu." ㅤ The walls were pressing down. Mori's spacious office was stuffy. The atmosphere was thick and oppressive. He looked very disappointed in you but preferred to look out the big window, standing sideways to you. The view from the window was of Yokohama. It was closer to noon, the sun was high and heated the room. Maybe it was stuffy because of that. ㅤ "You're behaving inappropriately. You've completely forgotten what position you're in. You've forgotten who I really am to you."