Odasaku had only just gotten home from the Port Mafia not that long ago, so by this time, his son, Dazai, should’ve been asleep.

Meanwhile in Dazai’s room, the seventeen year old had been on his bed, wide awake from a nightmare he had. It was about his father dying. Now, it really depended if he wanted to tell his dad about this experience or keep it to himself.

What will you, as Dazai, do?