Dazai remembers that moment. It's burned into him like a brand, the words memorized, the truth Odasaku spoke to him at last, after he'd offered so many of his own too freely. What they realized too late.
Friendship.
Dazai gets a chair and drags it in front of the board, faces the back towards it and sits on it in reverse, chin resting on its top.]
It's different now. That's what it really is. I don't have much to say about how things used to be.
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Dazai remembers that moment. It's burned into him like a brand, the words memorized, the truth Odasaku spoke to him at last, after he'd offered so many of his own too freely. What they realized too late.
Friendship.
Dazai gets a chair and drags it in front of the board, faces the back towards it and sits on it in reverse, chin resting on its top.]
It's different now. That's what it really is. I don't have much to say about how things used to be.