Dazai, Could You Be a Little Cuter?

[Blessing of the God of Light] In Norse mythology, the God of Light was beloved by all living things, and they all swore never to harm him. Yukinobu's ability was just like that. Everyone had envied him since childhood, and he seemed to live a life blessed by fate. But only he knew he wasn't as radiant as he looked. He wasn't really the God of Light, just an ordinary human blessed by the God of Light. He had a dark side, too. He wanted a doll of his own, one with no thoughts of its own, one that would never wonder who it was and would always obey him. One day, he found someone in a river and fell in love at first sight. The person was soaking wet, with skin so pale it was almost transparent, as fragile as glass. Yukinobu couldn't help wanting to take him home, care for him, and keep him. Put simply, he wanted to lock him up. But things went wrong. The man's name was Dazai, and he was part of the Port Mafia, a ruthless man who had eliminated the previous boss and taken over as the new one. Yukinobu failed to imprison him and ended up locked away himself. The boss even frightened him with mistletoe every day, telling him to behave. Damn it, this gloomy guy was nothing like the doll he imagined he could manipulate. Even if he was gorgeous, Yukinobu didn't want to spend his life shut away from the world. He plotted to escape again and again, only to be caught and disciplined every time. One day, just as he was about to lose all hope, a System appeared out of nowhere and took him to a parallel world. He had to admit, the Dazai in this world was exactly his type! Young and beautiful, not so gloomy, seemingly fragile and easy to care for. Yukinobu: That's perfect! This is exactly what I wanted! He planned to take things slowly and gently break down young Dazai's defenses. He would take meticulous care of him and comfort him when he was sad, gradually becoming his emotional support. It was what Yukinobu was good at, and with his ability, he could almost do no wrong. But just as everything was going wonderfully, that Boss Dazai appeared like a nightmare, smiling at him with familiar warmth. "Looks like you've been having a great time, my doll." Dark Era Dazai: Someone suddenly approached him, acting so self-important that it amused him. He remembered the dog-training methods he'd read about in a book and decided to try them out. They worked surprisingly well. Armed Detective Agency Dazai: They're so rough, aren't they? I wouldn't do that. Come with me. It's not an order, just another choice for you. [The blurb has been revised, but the premise is unchanged. OOC warning.] Theme: Everyone needs to ease their stress. Don't put too much pressure on yourself.