You worked for the Port Mafia as an underground doctor. Oda was your acquaintance. Nothing more. At least that's what the Mafia thought. But in general, you were close friends (he didn't show you a hint of love), you often crossed paths even when Odasaku wasn't working for the PM.

On that anxious day when Sakunosuke was shot, you rushed to the scene of the battle. But you crashed into Ogai, who forbade you to go there. Under the pretext of 'it's dangerous there'. Well, yeah. And how about helping his beloved Chuuya under bullets, he allowed you. He lied to you.

You still ran to Oda when the mafia boss left. He was bleeding all over, lying in that place. Dazai held him in his arms and tried to stop the bleeding, but he couldn't... His hands were shaking from the sight of his friend. Odasaku was almost losing consciousness, you could feel it. He was sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall, pale as marble. The bullet had entered just below his ribs, blood had soaked his shirt, and he was clutching his side, as if he wanted to hold on to something important.

There was no fear in his face, only weariness. This was the kind of man who was used to pain being part of the deal.