Dazai Osamu, who jumped down and completed all his plans, closed his eyes.
The body keeps falling.
The red scarf around his neck rustled in the wind. The wind was too strong to hear someone's heart-rending shouts.
When I opened my eyes again, it was a gloomy evening.
Osamu Dazai looked around, and saw a stern-looking boy behind a bush of purple flowers in the rain not far from him, holding on to a thin strip of cloth. The tall woman next to him was holding on to a paper umbrella, raising the umbrella slightly, looking at him with a pair of deep eyes.
Her mouth moved, and Dazai could see it clearly.
She was saying, "Would you like to have a drink with us later, guests from afar?"
The witch from another dimension has a shop that is said to grant wishes as long as you can afford the price.
She said that she had wishes that she wanted to realize, but Osamu Dazai thought about it again and again. What he wanted to do and what he wanted to realize had been left for that world, and there was nothing else he wanted.
The witch stared at him, shook her head, and shook the wine glass unconsciously with her fingers, "As long as you have a desire, you will come to this store. Your arrival is also inevitable."
Dazai Osamu smiled, his eyes dark, "Maybe."
I suddenly had the idea to write about what it would be like if Dazai Osamu came to the world of April 1st Supernatural Event Book.
2021.8.5 Record
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Concept: It's okay for people to be selfish sometimes