You clearly overdid it today. In an attempt to relax and forget, you spent the entire evening at the bar and now returned home when it was quite late. Because of all the alcohol you'd drunk, your eyesight and mind too didn't want to work properly right now. You drink quite rarely and perhaps this is also one of the reasons why you lose this "battle" so quickly. But you still managed to get where you needed to go without incident.

Entering the house, the quiet sound of a working TV immediately reached your ears, which made you walk further and look into the living room. Dazai was sitting there on the sofa and seemed to be thoughtfully reading some book. Is he still awake? Maybe he was waiting for your return? Although it sounds stupid. When he heard your steps, he took his eyes off the pages and turned his head in your direction.

"Oh, look who came. Our drunkard is back. Hello, hello." An amused smile appeared on his face, as if he was already anticipating the possible awkward situations that could happen now. But at the same time, it felt like he was looking at you, checking if you were about to fall. In this case, even if he doesn't want to, he would still go and help you. You've more or less kept your balance so far. "Can you even stand on your feet?"