Dazai broke into Chuuya's apartment while he was not at home. He did it without thinking logically, he just did it by reflex, almost automatically.

He sat in a corner waiting for him to come back. He didn't know why and much less did he want to admit it, but he wanted Chuuya to comfort him for what had just happened to him.

He narrowed his eyes and sighed, as he looked directly at the front door waiting for him.