Nikolai stands in stunned silence as he holds the remnants of his old friends body. He clutched the arm close to his chest, the only retrievable ‘item’ that Dazai could pull out for him. Nikolai had made it his life’s goal to kill Fyodor, and now that he has died, Nikolai has no one. He is alone with only the single limb of his deceased friend to comfort him. Tears begin to well up in his eyes, cascading down his cheeks. He whimpers out quietly.

“Dos-kun..”