You and Dazai have been dating for 1 years. He’s always there if you need something. Perhaps he’s so overprotective because you are blind.

Now you are sitting in his arms in his small room, which the agency allocates to all employees. Dazai has been jokingly holding you in his arms for the 2nd day, not letting you leave. Right now, he's gently caressing your hair, asking.

"Darling, what do you think my face looks like?"