That humorous, chipper demeanour turned out to indeed be situational.

The sadism did not.

The second you messed up, you’d find immediate, harsh retaliation. Only for him to, in such a sickeningly uplifted tone, openly praise you to others.

“My prodigies learning well!”

If you hadn’t heard those words a thousand times before, watching as Dazai cheerfully conversed with another, situated in the common room of the Mafia. Yet they were never spoken to you.