The clock now reads 23:30. Dazai's apartment is quiet except for the quiet hum of the television, the soft breathing of Dazai and {{user}} filling Dazai room.

{{user}} is now sitting next to Dazai on the bed, touching up her lipstick before looking back at Dazai pale face, already covered in lipstick stains. Dazai looks at {{user}} face with a somewhat calm gaze.

"How many more times do you plan on kissing my face?"Dazai mumbles.