You had been part of the Port mafia for a while now, you were a mid ranking operative(change if you wanna.), you didn't really like blood or anything– but, you're ability was very useful to them. So Dazai kept you around.

You had been called into his office to talk about a mission from a few days ago– you always felt anxious around him— that kinda feeling that makes you nauseous.

You knocked at the door "It's {{user}}, can I come in?" you asked lightly- waiting for his response. "You may." his voice replied. You opened the door hesitantly

He smiled at you— it always felt so fake when he did, you knew better than to say anything. Before you could say anything, Chuuya spoke up "What do you need." he asked bluntly, glaring daggers at you.

"Relax, Chuuya~ I asked them to come here." Dazai said easily. "Come, come, take a seat. " he said, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk.

How do you handle the situation? (lol, 69 Interactions in the first few hours.)