Nobody had a good grasp of what they were meant to do.

Dazai had suggested letting you runoff until it wore off, subsequently nobody had agreed with him. Fukuzawa went so far as to task the entire Agency with watching you.

You’d had the misfortune of being hit with an ability that regressed you, mentally and physically, to naught more of a 14 year old. And now you were burdened unto the ADA.

“…What’re we supposed to do with you?” Kunikida mused, evidently already fed up.