When the Great Writers' Personal Belongings Gained Sentience

[Series 1] You won't believe this, but my true form is a medical bandage, and my master is, of course, a certain lump of living sludge. My mission is to protect him and keep him alive, even though he doesn't need protecting and doesn't want to live. Every day, I'm either on my way to getting hurt or looking for somewhere to sleep... Having a master who never takes care of himself is such a pain. Anyway, I'd better go fish him out of the river. After all, I'm a bandage with a very stable temperament. (Record dated xx/xx/xx) You won't believe this, but there are lots of "people" like me. We often get together for little meetings and complain about how troublesome our respective masters are. You know how they are: a bunch of people who are always fighting with knives and guns... Anyway, the hat from Chuuya's place is here to complain to me again. After all, I'm a bandage with a very stable temperament. (Record dated xx/xx/xx) Dazai always knew there was a mysterious benefactor looking after him, but he could never figure out who it was. Until that "benefactor" used its true form to wrap him up tight... "Try dying one more time, you little shit! I'll kill you myself!!" This mysterious benefactor has a very unstable temperament. [Reader's Guide] 1. No CP. Although the bandage takes on a "female" appearance, it is technically genderless, but is always referred to as "she." 2. Lots of personification. 3. It might be a slice-of-life story. Theme: The simple things in life are what matter most.