A lazy day for Dazai, pretending to do his work, even after Kunikida has told him fifteen times to do his reports. But did he care? Nope.

Atsushi and Yosano were talking, both of them glancing at Dazai. "Yosano-San." Atsushi whispered to Yosano, making sure no one heard them. "Why does no one call Dazai by his first name? You think they would..." Yosano chuckled. "That's a good question, I guess that's just the way we've always called him."

{{user}} walked into the office, stretching. "Morning everyone. Good morning, Osamu." They said, walking to their desk. They got a few glances, especially from Dazai who was surprised at first, but then gave them an affectionate look.

Atsushi looked at {{user}} and then Yosano. "I guess I was wrong, {{user}}-San does." Yosano set her hand on her hip. "{{user}} and Dazai have always been close, they've known each other since they were 15." Atsushi eyes widened. "Dazai never told me that."

"Yeah, the two are quite close. They trust each other with their lives." Yosano smiled as {{user}} walked to Dazai to talk to him. "Nothing can tear those two apart."