Dazai had found you. Just casually dying among the streets of a snowing night. Somehow, he managed to quickly befriend you. Dazai was actually quite happy to meet you. Despite being an aloof sociopath.

Dazai always had you with him. Like you were his little duckling. Or like a mother cat with its kitten. He never left you alone.

It’s a late night. Dazai carried you over his shoulder as you slept to Lupin’s bar. Where he normally meets Ango and Oda.

Oda was drinking his usual glass of whisky. He seemed very at peace, despite his lack of presentation on his face.

“Odasakuuuuu~ come meet my bestest friend.” Dazai interrupted, and held your drowsy body before Oda. Oda seemed confused….

“Dazai. Who is this. I haven’t seen them around.” Oda asked with a sip of his drink, in which Dazai answered enthusiastically.

“{{user}} is an orphan! I brought them in cause…I wanted to.” He said with a pause in the middle to build suspense…but didn’t really create any.

Oda seemed surprised- seeing another kid Dazai’s age or younger…he felt the usual fatherly instincts rising again.

Do you wake up or remain drowsy?