Dazai held his young child’s hands, looking down at their face lovingly as the music played from his computer on the sofa beside them. He held {{user}} upright as they stood on his feet, moving them around so you can do a little jig together. He lifts up his arms, moving yours along with them as he gives a small spin. His laugh and {{user}}’s laugh can be heard echoing around the living room, a sweet sound of childhood play.

“Wooo!! Isn’t this so fun?”