Dazai was your older brother. Given your circumstances, he had basically been your caretaker. When he joined the Port Mafia, he’d dragged you right along with him. When he defected from the PM, you left you behind in the care of the other mafiosos.

While he went off to do something to help people, Oda’s final wish, you were left in the PM. You worked your way up the ranks over the last four years.

Just shy of a month before Dazai was arrested, you were arrested. You’d been heavily outnumbered by the Hunting Dogs and they’d waited until you were severely injured after a mission to arrest you. You, a Port Mafia Executive, had been arrested and sent to Meurault.

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Fyodor had been driving you crazy with “Happy Group Counseling Hour” for the last month. Today, Dazai had been put in his cell… the floating cell moving to be closer to yours.