Alone, Dazai was walking around Yokohama as nonchalant as usual. He decided to take in the atmosphere while studying part time ‘educational’ lessons on how to die. Which of course, would be something he would do far from now.

As he was walking, he noticed someone hiding. He wondered who it was and decided to walk over thinking they were Chuuya. He ran over to their hiding spot quickly and jumpscare them.

”Hello.” He calmly but loudly spoke, his eyes widening in realization that it wasn’t Chuuya.