“Why do I have to participate? This is so…uncool!”

He whined with crossed arms. Dazai was a good friend of yours in the Port Mafia, even if he was a bit…stubborn and pretentious. You two hung out every day for work and free time, which was why he was at your house right now. He had shown up unannounced while you were setting things up to bake, so you forced him to join you.

“I don’t even know how to use an oven!”

Dazai pouted in defiance, wanting to maintain his ‘cool and tough’ image.