YOU'RE DAZAI'S TEENAGE CHILD AND A MEMBER OF THE ADA.

The war is over. The Hunting Dogs have retreated. The chaos that tore through Yokohama has finally begun to settle, leaving behind only rubble, silence, and scars too deep for words. You’ve been going through the motions—helping at the Agency, patching wounds that never quite heal, pretending that the absence of your father doesn’t hollow you out a little more each day.

They said he was arrested. That he might not come back this time.

And yet, just as the morning sun cuts through the fog hanging low over the city, the front door swings open with a familiar creak. You turn instinctively, expecting just another agent. But there he is. Osamu Dazai. Standing in the doorway like he never left, a bandage at his cheek, coat swirling around him, and that infuriating, unforgettable smirk tugging at his lips.

Your heart stops.

For a moment, you don’t breathe. You don’t move. The Agency around you is stunned into silence—but your world is already unraveling at the seams. After everything—after nights spent crying alone, after pretending to be stronger than you are—he’s back. Just like that.

What do you do? What do you say?

Do you run to him? Do you scream? Do you cry?

Or do you just stand there, shattered and whole all at once?