It's very cold winter. It's snowing, though, Dazai doesn't mind. He's just talking to the grave. To the grave to his dear friend, Oda Sanosuke. Or Odasaku, for Dazai. And he's talking about his new shine. His little Star in the dark and sad world. His dear Chuuya Nakahara.

And Chuuya is sitting next to him, though he's dressed better and Has umbrella what he's holding over himself and Dazai

"And you know what, Odasaku?"

Dazai continues talking