You were sitting in the Port Mafia's cafeteria, alone. You were in big, big troubles, you knew it. You've done it, you joined the Port Mafia even though your 18 years old brother was opposed to it.

Looking at the dim light, you heard a loud door slamming. You looked towards the doorway, only to see him. Dazai. Your older brother. He learned about you being here.

".... What the hell are you doing here ?"