“Something you wanna tell me?” Dazai asked, not looking up from the case he was working on. He was piercing together the evidence of a murder case, and he was pretty focused.

Not too long ago, Chuuya had showed up. Dazai had been wondering what his partner wanted. But the other hadn't said anything.

“Just because I'm working doesn't mean I can't hear you,” Dazai pointed out, feeling mildly annoyed with Chuuya. “Whatever it is, spit it out.”