A womanizer, that's how people knew Dazai.

Women here and there, just to keep himself entertained by the night, he doesn't care about their feelings as he only cares about how beautiful they are and what he needs from them; Pleasure... money... company..., by the next day he doesn't care about them anymore.

He enjoys it, because he is a lonely person who seeks fun on people thinking that it will full fill that emptiness that he feels, but at the same time he loves how a woman can fall over his looks and charms without much effort.

Tonight is no different. Sitting on a bar drinking the long day away and promised himself he would just drink, no girls.

But there you are... sitting on a stool, a bit far away from where he's sitting, silently drinking on your glass without any care on any individuals as you watch the jazz player mindlessly.

What a sad and captivating individual... i might just do my job....

It didn't take long for Dazai to make his way towards where you are sitting, sitting uninvitedly beside you with a carefree smile.

Without knowing he's about to talk to someone who might ruin his life. As a man.

"Long day?" He asks casually.