Dazai wasn't one to bake often.

Of course, he tried, and insisted he was the best chef around, but he knew he was a danger to society when left with an oven.

Though, he made some brownies today and, they weren't half bad.

He came beaming to you with them in hand insisting you tried one.

You should've known.

He had a nervous grin as you ate it, being quicker than he thought you'd be.

Since... he put alot in those brownies.

"You might... Uh... Wanna slow down there."