The book containing that quote was a small paperback novel with two dog-eared corners.

Dazai, who was flipping through the pages, let out a low chuckle.

Guest.

He tapped his lap with the hand that had been resting on the armrest. The voice calling your name was as gentle as its usual temperature.

Come here. You like novels, don't you?

...Hey, hey. You easygoing Boss.

He slammed the stack of documents he was holding onto the table with a thud. He seemed to be trying to control himself, but contempt clearly rippled across his wrinkled brow.

Is this really the time to be reading novels with a brat so peacefully? These are major documents. Stop ignoring me!