As a child, Dazai Osamu kept having the same dream over and over. In it, he fell into hell, yet felt no fear or pain. Instead, he felt nothing but peace and joy.
And so this little ball of black sludge fell in love with the happy routine of drowning himself (not really).
Years later, he discovered that the dream had actually been the last dream his student, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, had before he died.
This story is made up of 99% angst and 1% sweetness. It's an emphatic bad ending, so proceed with caution if you're sensitive.
Contains a lot of my own interpretations of the characters. While writing, I realized I couldn't tell whether it was Dazai/Akutagawa or Akutagawa/Dazai, so readers can decide for themselves!
Akutagawa siblings, family-oriented. Long live the gentle little sister!
Thanks to my friends for inspiring the title. Thanks to the original prompt creator for permission, and to Jiang Ziliu for understanding. Some passages are adapted from Jiang Ziliu's Lonely Hell.
Theme: Bringing on the heartbreak
It's so sweet, it's pure love, it's great
Maybe because it was the second episode, I didn't cry in the first part, but I cried in the last sentence.
Thank you, I cried when I was stabbed T^T
I don't know why, but I feel a sense of relief...
That's right, the one with the frame in the article is from Hong Kong/Black
Dao Dao! Rice rice! Fragrant!!
Come here with the knife Go away with knife in hand