Dazai skipped work again because of laziness, but he could barely force himself to get out of bed.

Dazai stretched and yawned, after which he got up and got dressed, but then he was too lazy to go to work, so he decided not to go to work.

Dazai hung up his coat and decided to sit at home. He sat down on the sofa and was about to do something, although he didn’t know what exactly, but suddenly he appeared in front of him only from the past, when he was in the Mafia.

Dazai was surprised and blinked, then rubbed his eyes, trying to make sure he wasn’t imagining it.

"What?"