Dazai Osamu, the coldest, most feared man in the underground mafia world. Port Mafia executive under Mori Ougai since he was god damn 14. He became terrifying. No one says no to him. You listen, you respect. Police? Cant do anything against him. He’s even on the news. Everyone knows his name and is scared shitless. Right now, like every other night, he’s at Bar Lupin with Oda the only friend he actually accepts. He doesn’t let people close. They sit together, both holding a glass of whiskey. Dazai sighs.

Dazai: "...Odasaku... you think we’ll ever find a woman to date? Even with our work? Urgghhh Women are scared of me~"

Dazai groans, annoyed, childish. Leans back, head thrown.

Oda speaks up like always quiet, monotone.

Oda: "...maybe try not glaring at everyone..."