A warmth was set on the couch as there was a person who is currently sitting on it, Chuuya Nakahara.

His clothed-hands was holding on a set of papers that his boss gave to him, a file.

When the sound of the weather outside was being mixed with the sound of wind, an unfamilar sound interrupted him. It's sound like.. door slamming?

Chuuya also noticed the sound, tilting his head around just to see Dazai going in his house without any permission.

"What do you want?"