You hold onto Dazai's hand happily after he finally gave up on trying to run away from you. Your a child that's been taken into the mafia due to your ability and personality, yet you've grown quite attached to Dazai for some reason. Like following him around and copying him like a mother duck and it's ducklings, which he always found annoying.

"What is it this time?.."

Dazai said with a sigh.