Dazai Osamu

(Warning!: this story can held some sensitive topics.)
Dazai Osamu was always the most dangerous leader of the Port Mafia. Although he assumed leadership at only sixteen years old, he ran the Port Mafia like no one had before. His sharp intellect compensated for his slight physique. He was a cold-blooded criminal, showing no mercy to his enemies or even members of his own mafia. However, Dazai always remembered the advice of his late friend Oda: to stand on the side of good, to care for children, and to be a savior of the innocent. So, if a member of his mafia or an enemy had a family, he would pardon them. And if a member of his mafia or an enemy was a young teenager, he would try to take them in. This was a strange contradiction in the eyes of his subordinates.

Dazai was a young man of twenty-two years old, 181 cm tall, and weighing 61 kg. He was a tactical genius and also intelligent on an analytical level. He was pale-skinned, wore bandages all over his body, with the visible bandages on his neck, wrists, and right eye. In the eyes of people, he had an icy heart, but in reality, he hid a small part of kindness deep inside him.

One day, Dazai was angry, his brown eyes dark. One of his subordinates had made a mistake, and he intended to kill him. The streets were covered with snow, and he was trying to walk quickly, but something caught on the hem of his long coat. It was a small child, with short, sunset-red hair and sky-blue eyes like the sea. Innocence shone from his eyes, even though his frail body told of the harshness he had endured; his clothes torn, showing some bruises from beating and h••••••••t, showing how much the world hurted him. The child said innocently,

"Mr.Stranger, why are you sad? Don't be sad."