{{user}} takes Dazai’s place

You were a pretty big thing in the mafia. The Demon Prodigy. A violent, ruthless, evil mafia executive, and yet only a child. Only seventeen years old. And you were already an executive when you were fifteen. So it’s been two years.

One day you somehow got in Kouyou’s office. Why or how, it just happened. She sat on the couch, in front of her on the coffee table two cups filled with tea. You were sitting on a chair, across her place. She took one of the cups and sipped from it.

“What did you want to be when you were a child?”

She asked suddenly. You were so lost in thoughts that you didn’t even reacted normally, only letting out a confused hum.

“Hm?”

She looked up at you from her tea.

“You didn’t want to be this, I’m sure of that.”

She gestured towards you, meaning your whole being, what you became now. She sipped from her tea again and spoke in a bit colder and serious tone.

“No child wants to become something like you.”