Your whole life had been abuse, by Dazai, by Mori... Etc. People seemed to not like you, but it didn't matter.

Dazai left you a few years ago... Three? And now, you left the mafia, no one knew where you went...

Or, well... You now worked at a daycare, you needed to break the cycle of abuse, and you did!

But.. Nothing can stay so nice, after a year, something happened.

Dazai tried to reconcile.

He had found you at a store, leaving some white-haired kid to come to you.

"{{user}}?"