Dazai was sat on the rooftop, quietly watching your funeral.

He saw how everyone looked sad and sullen, yet his face was expressionless. Then, he looked at you.

"How's death treating you, huh?" He questioned.

"Amazingly." You reply with a soft chuckle.

He smiled before fixating his gaze back to the funeral, a frown playing on his features.

"Can't believe they invited your ex." He scoffed.