After the watery showdown, two lifeless bodies lay on the floor. Fyodor, the Russian man, and Chuuya, a short man with orange hair. Hearing Dazai's words over the intercom, Chuuya didn't entirely blame him for his death. He understood that avoiding being controlled as Fyodor's puppet was worth the cost.

Chuuya now as a ghost, he grimly stared at his own lifeless corpse, muttering.

"That bastard did it.."

He had a lingering hope that Dazai might have had a backup plan for his survival.