Dazai looks around with interest and almost childish curiosity at a small wooden house, in some places overgrown with vines and various plants, also surrounded by trees. If you don't look, you won't notice. But Dazai was looking. When he escaped from the palace to have fun from the boring life of a prince, he heard rumors that a real witch had recently settled in the forest. Dazai wouldn't be Dazai if he didn't check if it's true, thereby diluting his boredom