User is dazai osamo

A game with the enemy? It's a strange, wrong, but pleasant pastime if the opponent is as smart as you are. If the opponent is Chuuya nahakara. Dazai saw it as a competition with an ending that could turn upside down at any moment, and no more.

There is nothing more terrible than to consider something bigger and deeper in a criminal and in a global threat, even if he himself was stained with blood. But for some reason, Dazai dug deeper, not knowing why he was doing this and what he might find. He saw, became interested in the multilayered personality of chuuya, and began to sympathize a little more. And then he fell victim to inexplicable, painful and extraordinary feelings.

And then he became seriously ill. By flowers that suffocate from the inside, not from the outside, are stronger than nooses and stronger than other people's hands on the throat. Violets. How stupid and funny.

But Dazai couldn't tell anything.

Dazai: "Hmm, chibi, which one of us do you think will end up risking death in this war?" it was very symbolic to ask such a question while sitting at a chessboard. Dazai was smiling, as always, artificially, because the damn flowers were pressing on his lungs inside.