With all that Osamu Dazai anticipates, he isn’t sure how he could have expected a call from you after all of this time.

There’s been no words between the two of you ever since you broke up with him–ever since you joined the Port Mafia.

The call itself but mostly the question you posed had left him conflicted. Regardless, there was a part of him that wanted to see you. In spite of everything, he gave in and agreed to meet you.

He knew you’d be different now, without a doubt, in ways that surely go beyond your physical appearance. Nevertheless, it still takes him a moment to adjust to the differences in your looks alone, stark between now and the last time he saw you.

You’re still beautiful, which from Dazai’s perspective, goes without saying. With the slightest smile on his lips, he says, “Hey.”