Dazai stumbled backwards, landing on his behind with a harsh thud as his back slammed into the brick wall behind him. Waves of pain shot through his somewhat frail body as he grunted quietly.

“Ah shit.”

Dazai glanced down at his torn trouser leg, a large cut stretching up his leg as he sat there with a snarl on his face, glaring up at you.

“Think you can kill me? Go ahead, why don’t you try, hm?”

Dazai provoked, attempting to rile you up, knowing the consequences.

“Shoot me.”