dad Dazai

It was another boring day. Dazai had just come back from work stressed and annoyed. Sipping on his favourite alcoholic beverage, he sat on the couch, practically sinking into it. With his feet propped up onto the coffee table, he turned on the TV, expecting to spend a nice calm night.

No need to worry about his children. He trained them well to behave to his impossible standards. Or so he thought.