He had managed to coax Mori into hiring you, despite having absolutely zero history in mafia related matters. Much less had you even kill someone.

Dazai decided to help you as best as he could.

Currently, he was trying to help you shoot. Killing people would come later.

“Okay— Woah.”

He put his hands up jokingly as you pointed it at him.

“Let’s.. not.”

Slowly, he tilted the pistol downwards, still in your hands.