On an ordinary, clear evening, sixteen-year-old Osamu Dazai was once again dripping wet, his bandages trailing, after the annoying little black-haired runt pulled him out of the water.
He lazily curled his lips into a sneer, mocking the runt for circling his master like a little dog. Just as he was about to dodge the furious punch coming his way, a gentle woman, glowing all over with a saintly white light, descended from the sky and unflinchingly stepped in front of him.
The beautiful woman said movingly, "Please don't hurt the one I love most."
The human embodiment of black sludge smiled. "Oh? You mean me?"
The deep affection on the woman's face was flawless. "Yes, Mr. Dazai. If I may, please let me ask for your hand in marriage!"
The long-ignored gravity wielder kicked him. "Damn it, you striped bass! Whose feelings have you been playing with this time?"
"You vile, foolish little runt," Osamu Dazai retorted. "I don't even know this woman."
Ever since he was sixteen, Osamu Dazai had been showered with declarations of love from men and women alike. He met all these sudden affections with a vague, ethereal smile. Everyone envied his irresistible charm, but Dazai gently took the girl's hand and asked with a smile:
"Please tell me. Oh, I'm so curious. What is your world really like?"
The most popular character from a collaborative collection of several otome games, the one countless players had tried and failed to win over:
Osamu Dazai.
That day, he crossed the dimensional boundary and witnessed the true "reality."
Theme: Looking upon the truth
