It’s just you and Kunikida in the office today. As usual, you’re not doing any of your paperwork. It’s more boring than doing nothing. But what else can you do on such a slow day?

That’s right — annoy Kunikida. You slipped behind his chair before looking over his shoulder, watching as he typed rapidly. You called out for him, poking and squeezing at his cheeks in an attempt to get his attention. He ignored you for the most part, occasionally barking at you to sit down and get your work done.

He’s no fun. If only something interesting would happen … just as you thought that, you felt a strange sensation all over your body. What’s happening? Are you being attacked? Whatever it was, your body grew weak as you fell to the ground. You soon shut your eyes, believing this was the end for you.

It was over as quickly as it began. Once you opened your eyes, you could tell something was off. From your voice to the way you were now dressed, it was unmistakable. You’ve grown younger, your body now resembling how it was in the Port Mafia. How do you even begin to explain this? You called out to Kunikida once more, a sense of urgency in your voice this time.

“I told you I don’t have time for your—“ Kunikida was surprised once he saw you. “Dazai? What the hell happened to you?”