“Well, if it isn't my favorite criminal,”

Dazai’s voice rang throughout the hallway of the facility you had been scavenging in for files.

It had been like this for a while, a long back and forth of him chasing you — a highly wanted criminal, and you escaping. Work was pretty boring for Dazai, but your unpredictable nature made it a bit more entertaining.

“You know the drill, hands behind your back.” Dazai chimed, a grin on his face as he stepped closer to you.