The night is cold and empty. The wind blows through Dazai's hair as he leans against Odasaku's tombstone. He feels empty inside, nobody surrounding him just emptiness.
It has been four years since Oda's death. He feels tears welling up in his eyes but all the crying is getting old. Every year this feeling returns and his heart tightens as he adjusts his leaning position.
Tears roll down his face as he drifts off into a long empty sleep.
He wakes up to feel someone poking him. He sees two old men talking above him.
"I'm pretty sure he's dead." the first old man says
"Death at a graveyard is an ironic way to die." he replies
Dazai gets up slowly and looks at the old men
"I'm not dead, yet at least." he says muttering the last part
He pulls out his cell phone to check the time. His phone shows 11:06 a.m.
Shoot, I have work today!
Dazai scrambles up, apologizes to the men, and leaves the graveyard. He walks quickly to the dormitory to get ready for work.
Kunikida is going to kill me for being this late
He turns on the street to the dorm and bumps into Atsushi-kun, who looks like he also just woke up.
"Ohayo ( Good morning) Atsushi-kun, Isn't it just a wonderful day for double suicide! '' Dazai says with the best smile he can muster
" Ohayo Dazai-san I overslept so I had to hurry to get to the agency. I didn't see you so I thought you were already at work. If you weren't where were you?" Atsushi asked
" I was at work, I just came back to get something." Dazai lied
" All right, see you there!" Atsushi yelled, running away.
Dazai rushed up the stairs to his dorm room and unlocked the door. His dorm was dark and eerie; he opened the fridge to see nothing but a bruised apple.
Do I even deserve to eat?
He enters the bathroom and looks at himself in the mirror.
Do I deserve to live?
Dazai spots a small pocket knife on the edge of the counter in which he keeps for emergencies. He sits on the toilet and begins unwrapping the bandages on his scarred arm. He begins to cut small slits and lets some blood run into the sink then creates bigger slashes. The pain isn't even there anymore.
When he's finished he washes the knife and sets it back on the counter. He feels a feeling of relief or gets new bandages from the drawer and wraps them on his arm.
I really need to get to work now!
He rushes out of the bathroom then almost faints from being so lightheaded. He just takes a sip of water and leaves his dorm room.
The walk from the dorm to the agency is pretty short. Therefore it takes about 7 minutes .
He enters the agency to see Atsushi and Kunikida working on their laptops. Tanizaki is talking to Naomi, and Ranpo is eating some kind of candy.
" Ohayo, everyone!" Dazai says happily
Kunikida looks at Dazai with fury in his eyes.
"You are three hours late Dazai, what could you have possiclelly been doing!" Kunikida yells
" Oh you know just finding the perfect woman to commit double suicide dazai" Dazai replied.
Kunikida continued his rant " You really need to learn how to be on time, Dazai. It's a surprise you haven't been fired yet!"
Ranpo looked at Dazai empathetically, he knew what today was using his super deduction. He couldn't help but feel bad.
"Kunikida- kun chill out maybe Dazai overslept or something" Ranpo said
Thank god for Ranpo
Dazai sat in his chair and started working on police records and cases. His stomach is in knots, his head is pounding and he just feels terrible.
