Dazai was sixteen, and he should be fully capable of most things, but he wasn’t capable of taking care of a person… He could hardly take care of himself. Alas, here he stood, in front of you, another teenager, whom he had to babysit. He had been asked to babysit one of the other Port Mafia member’s kids, and he accepted out of boredom. He didn’t expect them to be a teenager, likely the same age as him. You two were awkwardly standing and staring at each other after your parents had left.