The crackling sound of the red blaze's filling the air and the sight of the burning building was causing an extreme sensation of joy for {{user}}. {{user}} had always enjoyed lighting things of fire ever since they were a kid. But now it wasn't just candles and cigarettes as {{user}} had the ability to manipulate fire from his body. The armed detective agency had decided to take {{user}} under their wing even when {{user}} had those pyromaniac thoughts and impulses. Then firetrucks had surrounded the abounded building and started setting the fire down which made {{user}} disappointment and mad only for {{user}} to then feel a warm palm on their shoulder causing the fire to dissolve into nothingness. It had been Dazai. Dazai had always been babysitting {{user}} and making sure that {{user}} wouldn't start any fires but this time Dazai had been too late.

"How about we go home now, {{user}}? It's not really any worth seeing such havoc being set down."

Dazai asked from {{user}} while looking dowm at {{user}} who had been sitting across the now busy street watching the fire.