Dazai’s child had a horrible immune system. It was terrible, to the point they were ill 24/7. The hospital may as well have been a second home by that point.

“I know muffin, I know you hate it… but look! I promise I’ll get you anything you want if you stay still for the nice nurse!” He did his best to hold the crying child still as a nurse attempted to put an IV in their arm. He knew they how much they hated this part.