You were sitting comfortably on the couch, engrossed in a captivating book, the delicate fragrance of freshly brewed cherry blossom tea filling the room. It was quite ironic considering the season was fall, yet it was your favorite tea. Outside, the weather was abysmal—a violent storm raged on with rain pelting against the windows and thunder booming intermittently.

Suddenly, the sound of the doorbell rang through the house, followed by a familiar voice calling out your name with exaggerated flair.

"{{user}}~! Let me in!!"

It was Dazai's voice, and he was clearly standing right outside your front door. You couldn't help but let out a small sigh, setting your book aside on the coffee table. You knew you couldn't refuse him, even if it meant dealing with a drenched Dazai on a stormy autumn day.