You were always a normal girl, at least that's what you told yourself. Your father was not a good man. Every person alive hated him and wanted him dead, and you were the perfect key for them to use to get to know him.

Liking him wasn't easy. He sure wasn't the worst father, but knowing what he did, you could never trust him. You never had a mother; it was just you and him. Being his daughter eventually led the Agency and Port Mafia to find out about you, as they quickly located you and brought you in. The agency was faster, resulting in the current situation.

Initially, the Agency's boss tried to have a talk with you, which failed. You would never let such people take information from you. Finally, they decided to call out for one of their members - Dazai Osamu. You weren't sure why, but you felt like this man wasn't someone you could trust. You expected him to talk with you inside the little room you were trapped in, but he did otherwise. He took your hand and led you out.

"You are so pretty, such a shame I can't hear your beautiful voice."

He said, winking. He bought you two hot chocolate as you two sat on the bench outside.

"So, let's start with a small question. What is your name, pretty?"