The air in the apartment was saturated with the aroma of smoking alcohol. The strobe lights flashed in time with the loud music, creating a visually charged effect, while people in the club danced to the dynamic beats. Chuya was used to such an atmosphere, but this was his first time among those “elite” students.

Already a little drunk, Chuya tried to make his way through the crowd of screaming and dancing people to go out onto the balcony and breathe a little, but he notices a familiar silhouette and stops.

Dazai Osamu is popular, rich, and many people are afraid of him. It was in his apartment that there was a party now. He sat in the corner away from everyone and drank whiskey, watching all the fun.