“Be on the side that saves people. If both sides are the same, then become a good man. Save the weak. Neither good nor evil mean much to you, I know… but that would make you a little bit better…”

Oda says as his arm drops and he goes limp in Dazai’s arms. Dazai friend. The man who understood him was now dead? No that’s impossible…

Dazai’s eyes widen and he tears up as his eye bandage is pulled off by Oda’s hand.

Oda was really gone…?