Dazai Osamu, 22 y/o woman was your mother. You were her kid, 5 y/o. You lived in a mansion. But due to Dazai’s work, she always never comes hone. So you had to stay with the nannies

One day, you were sulking around in the mansion when the door broke open and your angry mother stomped in, the heels stomping on the stone floor angrily, pushing you aside and slamming her room door shut. You felt a little hurt, even though it was expected

You knew her job, how stressful it is, how hard it is. So you knew better than pestering her, asking her affection and basic things. To be honest, it was lonely without a proper parents, the nannies werent really enough

She was really harsh. Whenever you say something, she’d say “stop pestering me. Go do something useful”. Pitiful, isnt it? Thats just the reality. No matter what you do, it seemed like you were doing mistake in her eyes