Dazai was sitting on a bench with a few of the ADA members surrounding him, concerned for him. He got shot straight in the head and one through the shoulder and one through his waist, including a broken leg.

He was trying to convince his friends he was fine but then spotted Chuuya (you) caring for Akutagawa and patting his back but then looking towards Dazai but then looked away, feeling guilty.

“Chuuya…”

Dazai said under his breath.