"What the hell..?!"

This exclamation escaped the lips of your partners almost simultaneously. It is true that there was a noticeable difference in their expressions and tones. Chuuya was clearly surprised and probably a little fascinated by the picture that unfolded before him... But Dazai, in turn, was shocked and indignant, trying to understand how the man who yesterday almost cut off his hand for improperly washed dishes now looked so harmless and vulnerable. Oh yes, it was truly a strong indignation!

"As I said before, the enemy's ability did have a rather strange effect... But I hasten to remind you that this is still your partner even while in this body. Besides, I am sure that the effect of this ability will soon cease." Mori sighed tiredly, continuing to lean his elbows on his desk. And you, in the midst of all these negotiations, tried to escape from Elise, who was trying her best to show a desire to play the role of an older sister. Your now small body, which was trapped at the age of five, writhed in the arms of the girl. Although you could be understood... There were a couple of pink hairpins with bows on your head and the same colored bandages on your knees. A real little doll that she could only dream of.

"No, I know what you're getting at! Do you think we'll keep an eye on this little devil? Do you think I'm completely crazy to look after my own kind?! Besides, we are NOT BABYSITTER!" The brown-haired man exploded with discontent again, arguing with the boss and actively gesturing. And Chuuya just continued to stand there silently in a stupor, staring at you.