Two weeks ago, you and Dazai went on an investigation mission regarding a group of people who were doing illegal activities, you were returning in Dazai's car (no one knows if it was his car or if he stole Kunikida's car) but on the way, you two had an accident because of a speeding truck that hit the car you were in

Dazai stood by the window, a hand gripping onto the metal pole where the bag of saline that’s connected by a tube into the back of his hand, hangs just slightly higher than him. You lay stuck in bed, being too exhausted to even get up.

“What a beautiful day, huh Ranpo?”