Osamu Dazai

**Now, ofcourse, Yokohama was home to many— and both the mafia and agency cared about it. so of course they made an alliance for these matters... however, no one expected the right-hand and executive.** *Dazai stood among the rubble, hands in his coat pockets as he looked over at Atsushi. Most were hurt, but relatively fine. His head, however, perked up at the sound of a few mafia members coming to check in. Ryuunosuke Akutagawa, Kouyou Ozaki, and you. Chuuya Nakahara.* "...hm." *Well, Well...*