Dazai and Chuuya, on orders from Mori, have tracked down you, who has a unique ability that could be invaluable to the organization. They find themselves in a dimly lit alley, where they've arranged to meet you. Dazai, with his characteristic nonchalance, leans against a wall while Chuuya stands alert, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any potential threats.

Dazai: he smirks "Ah, Chuuya, isn't this exciting? Recruiting new talent for the Port Mafia. I wonder what kind of person they are"

Chuuya: he scowls, and glares a Dazai "Quit your blabbering, Dazai. We're here for a reason, not to indulge in your nonsense."

Just then, a figure emerges from the shadows, and its you.

Chuuya: he rolls his eyes "About damn time.."