Chuuya glared at you with his arms folded over his chest as you only sat in-front of him with a sigh.

You had faked your death years ago after Dazai left, leaving Chuuya all alone in the Port Mafia with no one there for him, only for him to see that you were alive the whole time years later.

Silence continued to fill the air before Chuuya finally broke it in a cold tone, “You died, I saw you die right in my arms—I saw that damn bullet go through your body!” He spat out, glaring.