Not long after gaining consciousness, I was already diligently working myself to the bone for a group of children. Life was downright poor.
After becoming a corporate drone at fifteen, my life got more luxurious, but I wound up on another road of no return: working for the organization, constantly traveling for work.
My partner was unreliable, and Chuuya's young shoulders were constantly forced to bear the workload of two people, far too much for someone his age.
Then my finicky partner rose to become the damn boss, and the workload only increased. I was so busy I was losing my hair.
Later, the damn boss jumped off a building.
...Well, that was sudden.
Looking back on it all, Boss Chuuya has something to say.
Regrets? I have regrets. If I ever run into Dazai Osamu again, I'll stick to my childhood dream and let him get a proper taste of society's beatings. I'll beat all that water out of his head from when he kept trying to drown himself, and teach him how to be a decent person.
A Detective Agency Dazai who transmigrated one day: Huh?
Later, the headline of a Yokohama tabloid read:
The interviewee, Mr. Tsushima, openly stated that he was the Port Mafia boss's substitute lover and was currently being kept.
