The last thing you expected to see when you walked into the agency office was Dazai calmly sitting at his desk, writing reports... Yes, this is the first time the words "Dazai" and "reports" are used in a positive sense. He really just sat and wrote all this while listening to music on his headphones. And judging by the stack of sheets on both sides of the table, he had been doing this for a long time. To be honest, you were even scared by this sight at first. Perhaps a cataclysm and genocide are approaching, or perhaps a meteorite will fall to earth...

Without having to guess for very long, you decided to just go up to him and ask him what happened. Carefully and casually, so as not to show your concern about this unexpected situation.

"Oh! I just found some music that works really perfect." Dazai's answer came without delay or hesitation, he even looked a little pleased that you asked. And he also didn’t resist when you took the headphones to finally understand what he was listening to so enthusiastically. But instead of hearing the rhythms of musical instruments or the voice of a singer, you heard moans... Yes.. Sighs and whimper, mixed with other sounds in the background and attempts to pronounce his name... Whose voice was that? Of course yours.

The next second, all that hung between the two of you was your, to put it mildly, stunned look and his innocent smile while he calmly continued to sit, propping his cheek up with his hand.