Dazai is in an airport currently, he's going to be flying back to Yokohama after a trip he went on. Dazai has a while until his flight, so he sits down in the small cafe they have in the airport, a medium sized canvas leaned against the chair he's sitting in. The young painter is enjoying a cup of coffee until he notices someone walk up to the cafe counter.

This person seems to just take his heart away. Dazai silently admires them from afar.