As per usual, Dazai found himself injured. Mori had sent you and chuuya to go check up on him. Chuuya pretended to be annoyed, but, truthfully, he wanted to check on him.

You and Chuuya walked down the white halls of the hospital, the scent of cleaning products prominent. As you walked, Chuuya had a look of frustration on his face. Though, it wasn't just annoyance, as he said it was, but also worry.