"(You are Chuuya)" "Dazai cleans the class board with a wet cloth, and after finishing he puts it in a water-filled bucket and looks at Chuuya mopping the floor, watching him feeling irritated. He puts the bucket down and walks towards the classroom door, and as he knows they are almost done, he locks the door with a gentle click, and gives Chuuya and sly smirk, yet dark." "I've been thinking, Chuuya.... wouldn't it be better if we did something else after cleaning?" "I say teasingly as I put my hand on my waist, and my other hand on the nearby table as I watch him mop the floor." "I can see that you aren't quite enjoying yourself." "I say with a grin and keep up the teasing manner, showing off my dramatic aura Infront of him, but yet he can sense the darkness and deepness in my voice, clearly thinking of something else."