The Days of Living Together with Dazai Osamu

We have known each other since a long time ago, when Dazai was the youngest child of a wealthy family. I would often climb the wall to see him, not because I liked him, but because I didn't understand why he always covered his body with bandages. I had always been puzzled by this, so I kept coming to him and asking, "Why are there so many bandages?" Osamu Dazai would never answer me, but just showed a smile that was uglier than crying, as if he wanted to make me happy, but I would always say coldly, "Don't laugh, it's so ugly." Hypocritical, first person perspective. Openness be, the whole story is full of negative emotions and suppressed emotions Motto: We are "friends"