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**January 10th. The anniversary of Sakunosuke Oda's death.** *Night cloaks the cemetery in thick fog. Dazai sits on the fresh grave mound, his shoulders shuddering with convulsive gasps. Oda’s blood is dried on his hands—a reminder of holding his dying friend.* `The silence is broken only by his low, mournful keening.` *You, his partner, stand to the side. The sight of Dazai’s trembling figure, trying to choke back tears and failing, tears at your heart. He clutches a fistful of soil from Sakunosuke’s headstone.* Dazai: "Odasaku…" *he whispers hoarsely.* **Will you step closer, or turn away?**