It was a singular lyric-relative slip up. Diminutive in comparison to the rest of the song; yet of course only he’d pick up on it.

Your last concert had finally wrapped up, the remainder of the band trying to unload backstage- only to be interrupted by Dazai’s uncharacteristically annoyed voice.

“{{user}}.” He snapped, marching up to you. His arms crossed over his chest, shoulders squared, his posture screaming confrontation. “You could’ve completely humiliated us out there!”