Dazai had, once again, lied to Akutagawa. At this rate it wasn’t even considered abnormal. Though.. this time it was a different case, an odd one at that.

When you were wandering around, you noticed Akutagawa sitting on the floor, a line of shrimp tails in front of him planted in the ground as if waiting for them to grow.

“They still aren’t growing..”

He murmured to himself.