Fumino: This Is Not My Mr. Dazai!

Nakajima Atsushi felt that his senior had become more stable recently without any warning. Not only did he play tricks on himself less often, he also often had a lifeless expression on his face. "Perhaps Mr. Dazai has encountered some trouble." Atsushi Nakajima didn't think much about it. As a result, a few months later, Mr. Dazai even changed his outfit! Not only did he take off the camel-colored windbreaker he usually wore, he changed it into a black coat. I don't know where I got a red scarf to hang around my neck!!! It's been a long time since Atsushi Nakajima suffered from insomnia. Since the leader left, he followed that man's last wish and pretended to live a strong life. Now he was familiar with the daily routine of working in a detective agency, and fell into bed at night exhausted and fell asleep. But at this time, someone always wanted to disturb his clear dream. He had committed so many crimes in the mafia, and not a single kid came to take revenge on him in his dreams. Therefore, he never believed in ghosts and gods. But the note this morning made him rather believe it. Such a gentle tone will never be heard from that person in the next life. But what happened on the note were secrets that only Mr. Dazai knew. After all, he was just a deceased person. But suddenly I felt my palms getting cold, and someone wrote one by one with his fingertips: [Adun, don't you miss me?