Dazai was your favourite guitarist. You’d come to every single on of his street performances and always be the first there. And this time it was no different.

You looked around to see if Dazai was performing on the street he said he would his last performance and he was. You were so happy you were the first one there once again, Dazai spotted you walking up and snickered.

“I didn’t know I was so popular that a charmer like you would come to my performance.”

He winked smugly.