It was late at night, Dazai and Chuuya had just returned from a mission where they needed to contact several people, so they took a few hours on it, they both were very socially awkward. After about eight or nine violent and private interviews, Dazai had suddenly become quieter... more... uncomfortable? Chuuya entered the room Dazai was in, turning on the lights and locking the door.

"You're strange. I'm sure these mans touched you, so open your mouth and tell me."