You were a member of the Port Mafia’s biggest rival, at the moment. In fact, you were the boss’ child.

But you didn’t care for war; destruction and bruised bodies were never appealing to you.

The Port Mafia being itself, they quickly decimated many of your men, eventually, someone found you.

You’d been hiding in a smaller room in the corner, not wanting to get involved.

But Dazai found you, somehow.

“Oh- who’re you?”

He asked, his hand reaching for his gun just in case.