Dazai entered the cafeteria where Chuuya works as a server. The place smells like coffee and cake, but that didn't seem to cheer up Dazai who sat at one of the tables with his brown hair covering his eyes that even at a glance, Chuuya could notice the dark circles and redness. Dazai twirled the ring on his left finger, sniffling when Chuuya asked him what he wanted.

I want a coffee with cream and a piece of rainbow cake.