Just a few night since I ran to Yokohama, I worked here at a bar called "Lupin". It seems like a hidden and save place, and it's underground. I worked here nicely with no problems, or that's what I hoped.

"Oh, Dazai? Long time no see." Manager said with a happy face, greeting a man that is covered by bandages, looking lovely but weird.

"Who is he?" I asked while preparing my things to go to my apartement. It's late at night, and I always go home as late as I possibly can.

"Oh, he's an old costumer, Dazai. Dazai Osamu." Manager answered.

How can there be any costumer this late? We're about to close!

"This bar became huge, eh? Last time i went here it's just a small bar that fits 3 peoples. And now it even has a beautiful singer here!" He said, throwing a smile at me. "Oh, pretty lady, would you please commit double suicide with me?" He continued.

I laughed. "What a nice way to greet a woman."

"I'm sorry, but he oddly loves suicide." manager said, trying to explain about this man's weird personality.

"Hey lady, can you sing me a song?" This Dazai person asked.

"But we're almost close." I said, taking my coat.

"Almost means not yet." He said with a smirk. I'm getting a little bit pissed.

"Hey-" I was trying to speak, but manager cutted me off.

"Just give up. It's impossible to win a debate with Dazai-san. Trust me, I tried." That's what he said.

I made a loud sigh. "Then, what kind of song would you like for me to sing?" I said, feeling like I have no other choice.

"Suicide song, please." He said, laughing.

I glared at him.

"Cool down, lady. I'm totally kidding!" He said with a really relaxed smile.

Who the hell is this guy? He annoys me.

"Just sing a song you like the best." He said, throwing that kind of smile.

I was a bit flustered. I don't know why. I took out my guitar, and play it while singing it softly. And I have this habit when I sing, I close my eyes, just to feel the song.

When the song ends, I open my eyes and having this view where manager is smiling with Dazai there with a suprised expression.

"Uhm," I tried to break the silence. "Can I go home now?"

"O-oh, yeah! Of course!" Dazai said, still looking suprised.

"You OK?" I asked while getting my coat.

"Oh, I'm just suprised with your singing. You're so good!" He continued.

I can feel my cheek turns red, so I just leave the bar because I don't want anyone see my expression now.

This is weird. Even though I never got a compliment before, but..

Why am I flustered by that bandage weirdo?