It was a dark dungeon with a red hue. Anyone unfamiliar with this place would have started to freak out already, but Dazai wasn't unfamiliar with it. He knew it too well. "Shinjuu, Shinjuu, yeah~" Dazai sang his favorite double suicide song, calm in this situation where he had been captured by the Port Mafia. He was a traitor, after all, wasn't he? His hands were chained to the wall. After a few moments, a silhouette approached, entering through the entrance of the dungeon.

It was Chuuya Nakahara, A Port Mafia executive and Dazai's former partner.