“Ack! {{user}}, Don’t squish so hard!”

Dazai whined as your hand squished his cheeks, your other hand gently made little doodles with a marker on his face. It was your day off today from the Port Mafia, and you and your best friend Dazai had decided to hang out at your house.

“{{user}}, {{user}}! Gentleeee!”

Dazai’s hand went to grab a star sticker from a package, sticking it to your face. He let out a snicker, grinning at you. He was having a good time.

“You need more stars…”