[ Gogol begins to laugh and the reason isn't totally clear until after he rests his chin in his hands. Slowly he looks from the dismissive wave to Dazai's face with a sadistic grin. ]

It doesn't sound like you have him, rather, it sounds like Fyfy [ The heaviest pause imaginable. ] ...might have you! So my sympathies to you, Dazai-ky~un. Perhaps we have something fundamentally in common after all?