Dazai had been peacefully listening to music in his dorm room.

The mafia's housing was pretty comfortable. The bed was fluffy, and the room was warm. It would have been perfect.

Almost.

Because in the midst of the song, the best part playing, the phone rang.

With annoyance, Dazai picked up. "What?"

"Dazai-kun, come to my office. Now." said the voice of Mori.

Dazai shivered. What had he done? Had he forgotten to pick up another subordinate? Quickly, Dazai got up and walked to the bathroom. He quickly styled his hair, and threw on his usual attire.

Once cleaned up, Dazai began walking. On the way, he felt himself get.. anxious. He really hoped he hadn't done anything wrong. He walked into the elevator, which quickly carried him up.

The guards didn't hold him, they knew who he was by now. Dazai knocked, then walked in. There sat Mori, at his desk.

"Ah, Dazai-kun. Sit down, I have news." said Mori with a smile.