it hasnt been a long time since dazai had joined the mafia and mori had assigned you as his new mentor. And god- he was worthless, he was weak and you were pretty sure he could never become an individual of worth. But on the other hand- a few scattered fibers of your being felt.. sorry? But as sorry as you felt, you had to teach him a lesson sometimes, wether it was mentally or physically. And today it was necessary again. But you felt different while looking down at the injured boy.