Osamu Dazai
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    Chuuya’s awoken by a poking on his arm. “Chuuya?” Dazai whispers. “Are you awake?”

    He doesn’t wait for an answer. “Chuuya. Chuu-Chuu. Idiot, come on, wake up.”

    He doesn’t mention how he just picked Chuuya’s lock and snuck right into his bed… but Chuuya’s used to the mackerel’s insomnia by now.

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