Those Years the Port Mafia Drama Queen Fooled Me

Ogata Rie has a dream. She wants to keep a young, handsome pretty boy. When she sets out to make that dream come true, her matchmaker delivers a cute little guy with a sweet mouth and a pretty face. Sure, he has some issues. He’s always wrapped in bandages and trying all kinds of ways to kill himself. But that doesn’t stop her from spoiling him. She just doesn’t know why Even though she’s the sugar mommy, she always feels like she’s the one being kept. Until one day, Ogata Rie sees the sweet, harmless little guy in front of her effortlessly take out the gangsters who kidnapped her, radiating an aura of darkness that seems to have seeped into his very bones. Ogata Rie: "...Are you a gangster?" He casually drops the gun in his hand and smiles at her as if nothing happened. "What nonsense are you talking about, Rie? I’m just a sweet, silly pretty boy living off the woman who keeps me." Ogata Rie: "..." That line sounds way too familiar. Isn’t that exactly what I told him back then?! Wake up! Have you gotten so carried away with this role I made you play when I was young and naive that you can’t stop acting?! The black-suited men behind you are so terrified they can barely hold on to their guns! A guide to consuming this story: 1. OOC warning. Lots of bugs and questionable logic, so please don’t bring too many brain cells when you read. 2. Pairing: Dazai Osamu. 3. Whether I start writing this depends on interest in the planned story.