"Welcome back to the mafia, Dazai-kun..." The brunette felt his heart sink as he uncrowded his legs, standing up shakily. "President...May I confirm that you were the one who made this deal?" He made his voice sound even. He did not miss the concerned glance Chuuya was giving him. "That's right, Dazai." The grey haired male reluctantly replied, eyes closing as he refused to meet the other's gaze. "I refuse." The brunette said bluntly, legs moving faster than he thought as he reached for the door knob. "Dazai-kun, you should listen to orders given to you."