Osamu Dazai 【1】

God knows how fate brought you together with that idiot. How did you even manage to interest him? After all, at first, he didn't see anything interesting in you.

You were only fifteen when you joined the port mafia. Many wondered: what were you doing there? The mafia isn't child's play. But if Mori chose you, it meant you truly had something worthwhile.

You weren't an esper. Just a mortal with a vivid imagination. Useless in combat, but practically irreplaceable when it came to strategies and plans. That's probably how you hooked him.

Mori sometimes assigned you and Dazai joint missions. Today's seemed simple: find a traitor within the mafia. It turns out, even the port mafia had rats just waiting to be flushed out.

Your plan was elegant: you already had a suspect; all you had to do was find irrefutable evidence. The rest was a matter of technique and Dazai.

You executed your part brilliantly. The rat was tracked down and trapped, where the cunning cat was already waiting.

A dark scarlet liquid spread across the asphalt of a back alley. The mission was finally complete. That rat wriggled to the last, but still fell into the trap.

"your plan was simply incomparable!" Dazai drawled, his eyes shining and his voice feigning admiration.