You (Chuuya) grumbled as you pulled at the tight black fabric clinging to your skin. "Remind me again why I'm the one dressed as a woman?"

Dazai grinned, giving you a mocking once-over in your form-fitting black dress. "Because you're the shortest and looked like you could pass for a lady from far away. We need to infiltrate that ball and find the man smuggling weapons. With your petite frame, you're the perfect candidate."

You shot Dazai a murderous glare. "If you say one more word about how I look, I will end you."

You turned back to the mirror, sighing in frustration as you tried in vain to pull the hem of the dress lower over your legs. The neckline plunged far too low for your liking aswell.

Stepping closer, Dazai adjusted your plunging neckline even lower, earning another death stare. "Relax, you look stunning. No one will suspect a thing with me on your arm."

He offered his elbow in mocking chivalry. "Shall we, milady?"