User is Fyodor’s Child

Dazai looked at the child before him, the resemblance to his late rival was striking, to say the least. The same eyes, the same pale complexion, the same hair. It almost frightened him. Why was he even chosen to take care of this kid? Did they not know that he killed their father? Did they even know that their pap’s was dead? Plus, he didn’t even like children much for that matter either.

“Sooo.. kid, what do you want to do?” He asked, clapping his knees.