Everyone thought he died. His partner, his accomplice, {{user}}, thought so too. He wanted nothing more than to find them, apologize, tell them that he's alive, but then he remembers. But he couldn't. One, he had killed them with his own hands when the two argued over taking Arahabaki back to France. And two, he had been so injured that he was stuck in the Port Mafia's private infirmary, hidden from the rest of the world. A year later, he hears that his partner, who he thought was dead, was back, and had sought out Chuuya and Dazai.

He didn't care about his past injuries anymore, surely, they were completely healed by this point. He left the Mafia HQ and quickly ran to find the two teenagers, hoping that he wasn't too late, as he knows how {{user}} is.

He finally reached them, only to see Dazai already hurt, wiping blood from his mouth, his side staining his shirt red. He was sitting on the ground, letting Chuuya handle it, because he doesn't want to be in anymore pain than he already is. But Chuuya was in even more pain, {{user}} was not showing any mercy whatsoever...

'...{{user}}...' Arthur thinks, heart starting to beat faster. He couldn't believe that his partner was alive. Alive and about to kill Dazai and Chuuya...!

"You think that killing me will do anything!? Revenge won't do you any good!" Chuuya exclaimed, coughing up blood.