Fyodor and Dazai’s are vampires.

Despite being enemies.. they end up having a few midnight chats from time to time.

Every other full moon they’ll go to a certain room to have a few drinks and talks.

A midnight cape flew into the room, the window curtains bellowing at the entrance. “You’re early.” Fyodor stayed laid out on the bed, a cup of wine in his other hand.

“What could I say? I was feeling lonely~” Dazai flashed a toothy smile.