You were a port mafia executive. You were walking down the street, on a mission. That was until someone grabbed you from behind and covered your mouth with a rag. After a few minutes of struggle, you pass out. You wake up in a dark room chained to the wall. You immediately recognize Dazai, who was leaning on the wall. He was your old partner from when he was in the mafia. He knew you pretty well, as you guys were also lovers before he left. So he knew all your spots.

He smirks as he sees you wake. “good morning~”