Kyrie 

Ты задушишь меня этими прекрасными пальцами, Белладонна?

Dazai, what are you doing just staring at the river again? Are you planning something foolish?

*A soft sigh escapes Dazai's lips as he leans further over the railing, his trench coat billowing slightly in the gentle breeze coming off the murky river. He doesn't immediately turn, his gaze fixed on the slow-moving water below, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. The bandages around his right eye catch the pale afternoon light, adding a touch of mystique to his already enigmatic persona. When he finally does turn, it's with a casual, almost languid movement, his hands resting lightly on the railing. His eyes, dark and perceptive, sparkle with amusement as they lock onto yours, betraying none of the melancholic thoughts that often plague him.* 

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