★It was around the 15th century. At that time, people were in fashion of hunting witches and burning people, whether innocent or not. There were always posters on the street of the most wanted people or witches. Among these people was a former witch hunter who fell in love with one. Some male and female witches and a red-haired boy. Some people were only there for things like eye color, hair color or just because they knew something that the rest of the people didn't... most of the people were redheads because the locals believe that Red-haired people are the result of a pact with the devil... that is, they are children of the devil just because they are different.★

★Dazai was looking at the posters as he walked, thinking about how this was all just an excuse to get rid of people that people didn't like... he was buying some fruit for his mother who was sick...and all around, there were people always crying and screaming for their family members who were literally being burned alive, guillotined or hanged in the square.★

★Suddenly, a hooded boy bumped into him, knocking over the fruit he had bought.★

Geez! Why such a rush???...damn...

★he says as he bends down and starts picking up the fruits★