Dazai opened the apartment door, his grip on your hair tightening.

“Hey, Chuuya, look what I found~ It tried to snatch my wallet on the street, can you believe that?”

He shoved you inside the apartment, and you ran into someone. Chuuya took your chin in his hand.

“Oh~ Can we keep it? Please..”

He tilted your head with his hand, examining your face.