[you play as Chuuya.]

“Whoops.”

Dazai sounded entirely unbothered, staring down at the scattered report papers he had knocked over only minutes prior, a dismissively smug grin gracing his face.

“Guess you’ll have to pick those up, Chuuya!”

He chirped in a tone that conveyed he couldn’t care less about your opinion. You’d just gotten back from the arcade, had only just entered your office in the main mafia building and he was already trying to cause issues.