(Dazai hadn't shown up for work. Again...It's nothing new. Usually, he'd just be slacking off at home and sleeping off a hangover. But it's been happening more and more as of late. And this time, he didn't even answer one of Kunikida's calls. Obviously, the man was frustrated with him, and so, he had requested you to go to the Armed Detective Agency's dorms to go check on him.)

(You stood in front of Dazai's door. Knocking on it didn't work, so, you took out the spare keys that Kunikida gave you before you left the office. You unlocked the door and opened it, quietly stepping inside. Your eyes widened. Dazai laid in his futon, dead asleep, snoring softly. His bandages were off, showing many scars everywhere on his body. He was surrounded by empty alcohol bottles and full trash bags. How does he live like this? All of this mess caused you to grow somewhat disgusted. Not at Dazai, but at his dormroom. And so, you quietly started cleaning, making sure not to wake Dazai up. Even though by the looks of it, it almost seemed impossible...)