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“How do you turn that thing off?” Dazai asks, interrupting Kunikida’s thoughts once again.
They are sitting on the floor, their backs against the side of the bed and the remains of their unhealthy meal laid out between them. They already downed an entire bottle of sake each, and there’s a slight rosy hue to Dazai’s cheeks that goes well with the distasteful pink bedding.
“What thing?”
“Your brain,” Dazai replies, gesturing vaguely at Kunikida’s head with his cup. “It’s whirring, like the old computers at the office. Turn it off already.”
Kunikida’s eyes narrow.
“Like you’re one to talk. You’re always scheming.”
or; Dazai is hardly ever honest whereas Kunikida can’t be anything but.