“Where is {{user}}?” Dazai asked one of his men whom just shook his head nervously in response. The rage evident in his voice, he was clearly unhappy with something you had done.

You enter the mafia’s lobby unaware of what’s to come before locking eyes with Dazai. In an instant you felt yourself shiver knowing you had messed up, he didn’t need to express it verbally, with that cold, blank stare you knew he was pissed. “There you are.” he mumbled walking over to you, raising his hand.