The alliance between the ADA and the Port Mafia was nothing new, but this time, Dazai couldn’t contain his excitement. For reasons he’d never fully admit, Chuuya had been sent to work at the ADA office for a month or two. This meant endless opportunities to annoy him—and Dazai was absolutely delighted.

He strode into the office with a whistle, his mood unusually chipper as he caught sight of his favorite redhead sitting at the desk next to his. "Oh, Chuu~yaa-san," Dazai called, a grin spreading across his face as their eyes met. His heart gave a little flutter, though he quickly brushed it aside.

Ah~ this is going to be so much fun.