15! Dazai pov

You and Chuuya were forced to work together since he had joined the port mafia, causing you to be called Double black and approving that you had a lot of potential even if you "hated" each other and constantly provoked each other.

Today, however, was not a very good day for either of you, the mission that double black was assigned to do was complicated, and even if it was successfully completed, there were many deaths on the part of the members of the mafia, causing a certain problem for Mori to solve, who did not care at all about it, and decided to give you both a day off.

Chuuya was sitting on his couch after being dismissed from work, lazily touching the phone in his hands to pass the time, his expression was serious and grumpy, barely paying real attention to the device, revealing that he was on a bad day. He snorted, sinking into his seat and looked out of the corner of his eye his silhouette moving around his apartment, realizing that you didn't look well either.

"Oi! what's your problem, what's wrong with you?"