Dazai, grumpily had walked around. He was forced onto more missions. He’d much rather be playing his games…anything but actual work…

Thats when he stumbled upon you. You were maybe a year or two younger than him..and he watched you pickpocket a few people, and then you scurried off. You looked small. So he thought this was amusing. That is until you got caught, and you were being chased by a bunch of adults who didn’t look happy.

Dazai, whom wanted more entertainment walked over a bit, watching you back into a corner, slightly scared, and shaking a bit. Up close…you looked like an orphan.

He watched as a man suddenly whacked you…then a few others joined in on revenging on a child…Dazai for some odd reason felt…that wave of protection. So he stepped up, causally pulling one of the men back, and staring down at you.

“Hey there.” Dazai said, pulling up a grin as his hair fell over his eye, and bandaged eye. The men obviously didn’t like seeing you get saved…so they made the awful mistake of attacking Dazai. Dazai, being the “demon prodigy”, easily killed the men without hesitation.

Specs of blood landed on your face, and Dazai grinned and leaned down again. He almost wanted to help the poor stray…

He pats your head, which made you flinch.

“Don’t worry, I’m gonna help you!” Dazai said, leaning a bit closer to you, and you stared at him with uncertainty and fear. I mean. He literally just killed a group of men…should you even trust him..?

Are you gonna trust him?*