Dazai stared blankly at his phone screen, rereading the last text he'd gotten from Chuuya, two weeks ago.

Slug🧡; Dazai. We can't do this anymore. Mori's banned cross-organization relationships in the PM. Love you, mackerel. is what the text read. 11:17AM, Wednesday, August 14.

Dazai had decided enough was enough. That day, he went right to the Port Mafia base, demanding Mori's location from the nearest mafioso.

After finding out that Mori was in a meeting with the executives, Dazai went right to the meeting room and kicked the door down. He was holding up a gun and pointing it at Mori, his eyes an icy blaze. He paid Kouyou, Chuuya, and Akutagawa no mind, focused entirely on Mori.

“Lift the ban,” Dazai growled. His finger teased the trigger.