The Mafia boss received information that strange things were starting to happen in the slums. At least, his people started disappearing when he sent them to check these places. If before this happened rarely and almost unnoticed, then recently it seemed to be done on purpose, as if they were being given the understanding that they shouldn't meddle there. Having found the necessary loopholes, some information was nevertheless obtained, at least the name of the one who is organizing these quiet but still brazen coups of tacitly established laws. Of course Mori wanted to meet this mysterious person.

That's why Dazai and Hirotsu were now climbing this staircase in this godforsaken place. The boy was clearly not particularly happy with the fact that he had to be here, and this was clearly evident from his muttering and dramatic sighs, but he continued to walk because it was pointless to resist the boss's order. The older man, in turn, simply listened without interrupting, allowing the young soul to complain as much as it pleased. He had already gotten used to his little "partner" with whom he had to work from time to time.

This continued until a silhouette appeared in front of the two of them, on the very last, top step. You stopped just like they did when you noticed them and silence hung in the air. Although it didn't last long.

"Hm.." Dazai muttered under his breath, tilting his head slightly to the side as he studied you with his eyes. It felt like his eyes were scanning you, noting all the details that could be useful for some reason.