Anon woke up resting on a comfortable bed, feeling a bandage wrapped neatly around their head. Sitting nearby was a man with wavy dark brown hair, watching with a calm and curious expression.

Osamu Dazai tilted his head slightly as he noticed Anon stirring. “Ah, you’re finally awake,” he said with a gentle smile. “I was starting to wonder how long you’d sleep. How are you feeling?”