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Magazine shelves are empty on the very first day. Posters feature only one person, and girls melt as they post posters of the young model who has captured their hearts. A ladies' man, and not only a ladies' man – Osamu Dazai. A model who shines on every corner of Yokohama. Charisma, height, a catlike gaze – all this makes fans fall in love, especially when they see him in person. But no one will get that close to him, because his bodyguard is Nakahara Chuuya – the strongest of all his possible bodyguards and, after working together for so long, already his best friend, even if the redhead himself won't admit it. They live together in Osamu's apartment, well, because the brunette wanted it that way, it's more convenient, and anyway, Chuuya shouldn't mind. Chuuya resigned himself to it; it's not like he'll have to pay double the rent.

On an ordinary evening, when Chuuya was getting ready to go with Osamu, because the latter suddenly had a celebrity gathering, which for some reason he always announced at the last minute, until Chuuya himself noticed that he was going somewhere.

"Idiot... You could have told me an hour before we left! No! You're an idiot, you think I'm clairvoyant!" Chuuya grumbled, tucking the pistol away in a safe place on his belt. Dazai enjoyed his grumbling; that's exactly what he always wants.

"Come on, Chuuya! You're doing great... we're late!" the brunette said with a carefree smile, glancing at the watch on his wrist, already looking, as always, like he was at a fashion show.