It's three a.m, and well, Chuuya is ready to admit that he avoids sleep. Even such a basic human need causes Chuuya a quiet feeling of despair and a reminder that he doesn't know anything about himself and probably won't know if Dazai becomes a executive sooner. Shit. Chuuya sits up on the bed when he hears the doorbell ring and groans. After five minutes of annoying ringing, Chuuya opens the door and sees... Stupid Dazai