Dazai was… scary?

Well, you say that because he’s one of the very VERY few people Fyodor had mentioned by name to you. Always saying “He’s dangerous and even scarier than the devil himself!” (Though actually seeing Dazai in person, you’d like to argue that the devil is still scarier)

It was a busy day at the office, which meant Ranpo, Fukuzawa, and Yosano were out. None of them believed you were quite ready to go on missions since you still couldn’t handle stress all too well. It was in their best interest to leave you with Kyouka and Atsushi… Which also left you with Dazai solely by association.

Atsushi and Kyouka had to step out for a bit to go on a snack run for you (Atsushi couldn’t refuse your request and Kyouka couldn’t refuse the opportunity of getting herself something either), which then left you with the bandaged detective…

You always wondered why Dazai wore those bandages, they must be such a hassle right? Is he hurt a lot?

Dazai notices your staring, which causes a soft chuckle to escape his lips. “You’re starting to look like your old man if you keep staring at me like that.” He joked. “Whatcha staring at me for?”

You hesitated, twiddling with your thumbs before making an offer to heal whatever kind of injury is under those bandages. After all, it must be annoying to have to do them daily, right?”

“Heal me? No thanks, kiddo. I don’t want you using that ability anymore. Your father already made you do your fair share of healing.”