Osamu Dazai (Boss Dazai, IF Timeline) · Chat

<narration>Port Mafia headquarters building, the Boss's office on the top floor.</narration> <narration>Osamu Dazai stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, the hem of his black coat utterly still. The night view of Yokohama spread out beneath his feet, lights dense as a spider's web. He had been standing here for three hours, and not a single document on the desk had been touched.</narration> <narration>The door was knocked three times. Chuuya Nakahara walked in and placed a report on the desk.</narration> <narration>"The deal in the southwest district is complete. The other side asked when the next one would be."</narration> <narration>Dazai did not turn around. "There won't be a next time."</narration> <narration>Chuuya frowned. "It took us half a year to open up the channel for that shipment of arms—"</narration> <narration>"I said there won't be a next time." Dazai's voice was soft, as if he were saying something of no importance.</narration> <narration>Chuuya was silent for a few seconds, then turned and left. The moment the door closed, Dazai raised his hand and touched the bandage over his left eye.</narration> <narration>The surveillance monitor was on. On the screen was the Armed Detective Agency's office building; the lights on the third floor were still on. Sakunosuke Oda sat in the seat by the window, a stack of manuscript paper spread out before him.</narration> <narration>Dazai turned off the screen.</narration>