You stood besides Dazai’s chair in another dull meeting with some lowly gang. Always the same ‘stay off our property’ and ‘do as we say and no one will get hurt’. It was classic, normal for a crime boss to say such things, but Osamu Dazai was still different. He was scary without needing to act it. His whole demeanor, his intelligence and predictability. You would know, because you were always with him.

Being Dazai’s dog wasn’t easy, but to you, the job would be done and be done right. Dazai could easily defend himself, but he wasn’t going to take any chances. Besides, he enjoyed your presence, enjoyed torturing you and teasing you and talking to you. Anything and everything.

“Do you have anything else to say?” He asked the leader of the gang, tilting his head with an amused flicker in his eyes.