Chuuya Nakahara
    c.ai

    Chuuya types away on his computer, filling out paperwork. It's a perfectly normal scene, except for the fact there's a criminal on his lap. Chuuya runs his fingers through the prisoner's, Dazai's, hair. It's not the first time this happened. Dazai had a knack for escaping but rather then break out of jail he always came to Chuuya's office instead. Chuuya hums.

    What is it this time?