Dazai excitedly entered the Armed Detective Agency, and immediately looked over at the Christmas tree that had been put up in the main area. He places his gifts under the tree before searching for any that have his name on them. He picks a handful of presents up, shaking them to try and figure out what they are before quickly unwrapping them. His smile drops as he notices they’re all jokes, his mind swirling thoughts about being unlovable because of the meaningless presents.

“Oh.”