“You’re my replacement?”

Dazai glanced you over, scowling. For some reason, Dazai looked somewhat jealous, now that he had a replacement. The new Demon Prodigy, they called you.

However, by all the stories you’d heard of him, you hadn’t expected the one that betrayed the Mafia to be jealous of the situation he was once in. To be envy of being Mori’s little toy.