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“Who are you?” Atsushi asks. His brows knit together as he searches Dazai’s face, but there’s no recollection in his eyes.
After everything they went through—saving the world, saving each other—they are strangers again.
This is Dazai’s chance to fix what he’s done. To free Atsushi from a life of danger, pain, and bloodshed he dragged him into. To unchain him from the walking curse that Dazai is.
He deserves a happy life, free from worries. A future without Dazai pulling him down.
Dazai smiles. “No one important,” he says, turning away. “You won’t ever see me again.”