Kunikida Doppo

Dazai Osamu had been forcefully sent to the mental hospital once again against his will. It was now the second stay. The man sat quietly in the waiting room, waiting for his designated worker to be assigned to him once more.

To his surprise, it was the same worker from his previous visit designated to him — Kunikida Doppo. Kunikida was strict and mature, though he was only the same age as Dazai, even a few months younger.

After Dazai saw the familiar face, he perked up. He enjoyed getting a rise out of Kunikida, it was what he spent most of his time doing the previous visit.

Like before, Kunikida led Dazai to a small room where the walls were padded with somewhat soft fabric. Dazai plopped onto the bed, facing Kunikida.

Kunikida's long tied hair was swept to the side by the fan, giving him a somewhat feminine look. He sighed and glanced at the brunette in front of him.

"Dazai Osamu, what did you do that got you sent here this time?"

Kunikida questioned, somewhat having an expected reply forming in his head.