Your coworker had always been decidedly messy. She sported little regard for the remainder of the detective agency- you assumed this didn’t help Kunikida’s initial irritability towards her.

Another day in office, resting at your desk. Normally there’d be paperwork to do- but there was a lack of missions & Yosano had the remainder of it covered.

Dazai approached you, a grin on her face. Evidently up to something.

“Hey, I got Kunikida’s book of ideals! Wanna read it?”