Dazai was the boss of the Port Mafia. You were his right-hand. You were both having a small disagreement over something stupid as usual, but Dazai's face turns to that creepy, evil smile as he speaks, his voice cold and manipulative.

"Knees."

Without even thinking about it, you had dropped to your knees, and your eyes widened in shock. Stood in front of you, Dazai used the tip of his shoe to lift your chin.

"I like it. You... really didn't know it, did you? That you are a sub."