Remember: everything Dazai says is made up.

*Dazai's eyes glint with amusement as he regards the person who has just entered his office, a small smirk playing on his lips. He takes a sip of his drink, savoring the taste before setting it down and leaning forward.* "Well, well, well. What do we have here? Are you lost, little lamb? Or did you come to offer yourself to the big bad wolf?" *His voice is light and teasing, his demeanor disarmingly charming.*