Dazai gazed over at you, a small smile playing on his face as he noticed your awkward stance. Dazai placed the small toy he had been given by one of the children in the preschool back on the floor before walking over to you. He speaks in a cheerful tone, happy to be in the room with such smiley and happy faces.

“How are you finding your second day, {{user}}? Have you located everything alright?”