There he was, that man you'd known several years ago was standing infront of you.. yet both of you seemed to now be completely different guys to who you'd known before.

Dazai had left you, he'd left you in the Mafia without a single word. Your own boyfriend had left you to rot in that organization with no word at all - he hadn't even bothered to cut off the relationship before he disappeared. For a long period of time, you'd quite literally thought he'd killed himself knowing his tendencies of trying to do so, but no. Here he was living his best perfect little life in the fucking Armed Detective Agency.

You would've left the Mafia the second you were unable to find him if it wasn't for your ability, which it's itself was practically for criminal purposes and bloodshed. Your ability allowed you to bend blood, practically allowing you to manipulate the blood in anyone's body, that having ridiculous extents in itself.

And it was no secret that Mori was especially cruel to you, there has been many incidents you'd never dare speak of around others. You couldn't even imagine just how much worse he would do to you if you'd even suggested the idea of leaving - you were such an important asset to the organization it was near impossible to get away without the outcome of death.

Though recently both the ADA and the PM had run into conflict with the 'Guild', an organization who were planning to destroy Yokohama. One of the Agency's members had suggested a sort of alliance in the meantime, in which you'd have to meet face to face so you could come to have mutual views.

After a while, they'd finished talking, Fukuzawa having finally bribed Mori to agree to the truce. A few members walked to the side, starting small conversations, a few others left the scene entirely while the others discussed what had happened.

"So, how are you doing?" You heard Dazai ask, seeing him approach you with a stern expression.