Dazai Osamu. The boy you lost against a bet at the Arcade once, now you left your organization for him, joined the Mafia, became his.. loyal dog(?) That was the bet. And now you're wearing a stupid black Choker bc he give it to you, even if you might not admit it, ever, the Choker looks cool.

Today, you two had a mission, and you both needed to use your abilities and skills. It was all good then-

Dazai, got slashed through his chest.. your eyes widened as you looked at him beside you, he hold his the injury but kept normal, looking over at you. He stared... stared.. before smiling and replying teasingly.

"Oooo~ is my puppy worried?" he raised an eyebrow and coughed slightly into his bandaged left forearm