spoilers ; 109

Dazai had finally met his match.

Apparently, nobody can survive a bullet lodged in your brain. He’d hardly had a second of consciousness before he’d gone limp, still.

You simply watched from afar, waiting until he awoke properly, without his body. Scythe braced at your side.

And after Chuuya had left the room, Dazai’s soul had become visible to you. He hovered above his body, a look of disbelief in his eyes.

…Nobody accepted their own death quickly, anyways.