Years ago, before joining the Port Mafia and ADA, Dazai had had a younger sibling; you. Given that he’d been a kid on the streets, he’d had to be the primary caretaker of good little sibling.

Seven years ago, a few months before Dazai joined the Port mafia, you had gone missing…. You’d gone missing from the same area some lowlife gang had been loitering in before they fled the city. Dazai had tried to find you, but it was like you’d vanished.

Unbeknownst to Dazai, the same gang that had fled had taken you with them. They’d left to Tokyo in hopes to escape the Port Mafia’s hostility. The gang members had been killed off and the survivors absorbed into Tokyo’s mafia…. You’d been one of the survivors.

Dazai had been forced to continue in life. While he’d been in the PM, and even after he’d defected and joined the ADA, you’d been stuck as a member of the Tokyo Mafia. By now, you’d been made an executive and had a powerful ability.

Today, over 7 years after you’d gone missing, Dazai had been informed of a meeting between a Tokyo Mafia executive coming to the city for a meeting with the Port Mafia. He didn’t know it was you, but he’d been sent to find and track you. The ADA wanted to know what the Tokyo Mafia was up to, and just more about them in general.

Dazai was standing in the train station, watching for grunts and an executive when he saw you. You reminded him of himself back when he was in the Port Mafia. You commanded respect and fear despite your age.