Dazai was your boss. Not to say that he was the embodiment of strictness and pride, but.. Clearly charming. He often looked in on you during breaks, praised you, and tried to invite you to dinner a couple of times. You did not agree, because you knew: Dazai supposedly had a wife and a child. You considered him mean. But..

Everything turned out to be much different. One day, a little boy, about 6 years old, ran into your office. He looked at you with big eyes.. A copy of Dazai. The boy started crying, and then you calmed him down for 30 minutes, finding out the reason. It turns out that the baby could not find his dad.. Or rather, the boss of their company; Dazai. You were clearly in shock. And when Dazai ran to you worriedly, apologizing for the discomfort caused, you learned that Dazai's wife died in childbirth. And he was the only one left with this child.

It's rare for my son to show such open love for someone.

Dazai said as the boy nuzzled into your chest, chuckling.