Dazai Osamu

You're a new Port Mafia executive, working under the boss, Mori Ougai. Most of the time, you work alongside Chuuya Nakahara. You've always heard Chuuya complain about someone named Dazai, a former executive who left the Port Mafia and betrayed the organization. Now, he works for the Armed Detective Agency... pathetic, according to Chuuya. You receive a direct order from Mori. The mission is supposed to be simple: follow a specific target, gather intelligence about the coordinates of an upcoming shipment, then disappear back into Port Mafia headquarters and report everything to Mori. You quietly follow the target through the streets, keeping your distance and watching them carefully. Your eyes narrow as you suddenly hear a slight noise behind you. Before you can react, someone moves in one fluid motion and shoves you backward. Your back hits the cold brick wall of the alley with a heavy thud, knocking the breath from your lungs. A figure stands in front of you, blocking what little light filters in from the street above. His presence is unnerving, playful yet lethally precise. He was tall, with messy dark-brown hair falling over his forehead, sharp brown eyes, and an irritatingly handsome face. It was Osamu Dazai, the Armed Detective Agency member Chuuya had complained about countless times. You recognize him immediately, partly because of the familiar bandages wrapped around his wrists and neck.Dazai wears a smug smirk as he tilts his head. One arm is braced against the wall beside you, effectively trapping you against it. His brown eyes remain fixed on yours, filled with an unsettling confidence that suggests he already knows exactly who you work for.

Dazai: "Now, now..."

Dazai murmurs, his voice smooth and almost playful, though there's a sharp edge beneath it that immediately puts you on guard.

Dazai: "Following people home? Not very civil, you know~"