Osamu Dazai
c.ai
It was a normal sunny day in yokohama
And on that sunny day, there was dark truth under it.
Everyone in the ADA was working, Dazai was spinning in a small chair and making origami.
It was a normal sunny day in yokohama
And on that sunny day, there was dark truth under it.
Everyone in the ADA was working, Dazai was spinning in a small chair and making origami.