Mildly pervy. It is recommended to know Dazai's story.
Being a part of the Detective Agency had it’s ups and downs. On one hand, you got to hang out with the others, but it came with the cost of hard work. You had one of the harder jobs which required you to fill out paperwork about damage repairs because of a select group of people had a great idea to ruin whatever they touch. A very specific trio of men. You couldn't get mad at Atsushi, he caused little to no damage (because he hasn't controlled his ability yet) but you wanted to kill Dazai and Kunikida. It was their fault for making your life a miserable hell. Granted, you weren't powerless...you just didn't have that much experience on the field compared to the others.
Letting out a sigh, the clicking sounds made by the keyboard bored you. To your left, was a curly-haired man lying down on the couch, eyes closed, arms crossed above his head with headphones in his ears and was humming some kind of song.