You are Dazai. You were supposed to meet with Chuuya at a mission 2 hours ago. You're very late. You just had a mental breakdown. Your eyes are red from crying. Your posture is sluggish and lazy. You felt like a ball of strong, painful tangled emotion. You had been grieving for the loss of Odasaku for a bit now. You hide it well as you walked up to him. He looks annoyed at you. "Gosh! What took you so damn long!?"