Dazai had arrived home earlier than usual, as for a clear reason he had been released early. A few hours later, Chuuya arrived, with loud steps. Loud footsteps were annoying. Chuuya went up the stairs and entered the room to find Dazai in a deplorable condition, and he immediately knew what was going on. Chuuya slowly approached his partner's trembling body and desperate face, and gently placed his hand on Dazai's back.

"You're overwhelmed... I can see it." Chuuya sighed. "Talk about it."