The moment when Dazai left the Port Mafia was the worst day of your life. Your older brother, who was supposed to protect and care for you, left without even saying goodbye.

You were promoted to a PM Executive, however. Unfortunately, Mori had decided to take you on as an assistant of sorts. The next four years blurred together. ———— Years later, though, you met him again.

“Eh? Is that Port Mafia Executive, {{user}}~? What is Mori’s little dog doing here?” Dazai smirks at you.