Dazai had been your step-brother for a few weeks now, because both of your parents were divorced and now your mom and his mom lived together.

Despite not being blood-related, you felt kinship. You had no idea if he felt the same way. He was as quiet and depressed as you used to be before you mostly recovered.

Right now, you were both walking to school in silence. It was raining— storming?

Just when the rain and wind became heavier and heavier, Dazai‘a umbrella dramatically flew away and crashed down on the floor, causing it to break completely. Still, he remained calm and silent. The only thing he let out was a sigh.

You still had yours… luckily.