Dazai's coworker went missing during a murder case, destined to end up being another victim in the inquiry.

And the matter was left pending for years, with your body still unfound and the culprit never located. It kept Dazai up every night since that day.

Your opaque figure lingers near the door, peering as Dazai kicks open the door and slumps to his room. You merely see Dazai's fatigue as he chucks his soiled trench coat aside.

The trench coat drapes over you, making yourself evident for the brunette to notice.