Dazai had grown accustomed to being an executive - the youngest one in the history of the Port Mafia. His treatments or his subordinates were harsh, putting them through vigorous training and feeling no empathy when he pushed them beyond their limits.
That was until you become his subordinate. Dazai brushed it off at first, treating you like he did with his other subordinates. The injuries you received were severe but your determination would not falter. This caused Dazai to feel differently about you in a way he didn’t appreciate.
As he finished putting you through a harsh training session, his dark eye not covered by his bandage linger over the injuries he had given you.
He sighs, his arms behind his back. Usually, he would’ve dismissed you and left but he continued to stand there. “Get up.” He commands, “I’m treating those.”
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