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The week before Osamu Dazai’s birthday every thing was going well, too well. Atsushi had been exicted for his beloved mentors birthay. They, and by they he means the ADA along with, surprisingly, Akutagawa and Chuuya, planed a surprise birthday party in the office. They’ve been working on it for the past two weeks, and weirdly enough Dazai didnt notice a thing. But to be fair everyone has been trying very hard to keep it secret.
Atsushi was startled from his thoughts by Dazai walking through the doors of the Armed Detective Agency. He seemed very happy and kind of proud of himself for whatever reason. He probably had done something to piss off Kunikida once again. But it wasn’t like Atsushi wasn’t entertained by them, they were funny and harmless. Besides it was a part of the ADA’s routine by now. A day felt incredibly incomplete without Dazai pranking at least one of them.
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It was a cloudy, July afternoon. The weather was not that bad but it also wasn’t great considering it was summer. Though July had only just started.
The ADA had currently a lunch break, and Atsushi and Kyouka decided to go somewhere. They haven’t been able to go there yet today. They’ve been so busy with various different paperwork, they barely had the chance to breathe.
The flowers died today which is Monday. Atsushi was actually surprised, considering that His funeral was held on Saturday, meaning the flowers lasted quite a short amount of time.
Kyouka and Atsushi walked up to two graves hidden under trees. One was an older grave though they could see someone took care of it. The second one was new. After all it was placed here not even a week ago.
On the older one read the name S. Oda. The newer one had a name familiar to both Kyouka and Atsushi. All of them mourned the loss of their beloved mentor the last two weeks.
D. Osamu.
That was the name written on the grave.
Atsushi teared up, and he could feel the younger girl next to him tense up and the grip she had on his hand tightened. On Dazai’s birthday, his beloved mentor had decided to finally end it all.
Dazai had killed himself.
Atsushi reached down to his pocket and took out a crumpled piece of paper. It was the same one that Dazai left in his kitchen. It read:
The monsters were never under my bed. Because the monsters were inside my head.
I fear no monsters, for no monsters i see. Because ever since i was born the monster has been me.
To any one that may find this letter, i want to say goodbye to everyone so, Atsushi i dont want you to blame yourself for this, its not your fault and there was nothing you could have done.
Akutagawa, i’ve always know since the moment i first saw you that you would be the strongest in the Port Mafia, and look at you now, my predictions are never wrong.
Gin, dont tell your brother but you were always my favorite out of you two. You wee like my little sister i always wanted to protect from monsters.
Kunikida, it was fun annoying you, i’m going to miss that, and i’m sure you will too.
Kyouka, do not follow my footsteps please, look at were it got me now. You are a very good person, even with all the blood on your hands, you could have an extremly bright future and i wish you all the luck.
Chuuya, ahh Chuuya, there is so much i wanna tell you, from the moment you kicked me i realized i liked you, though, at first, i didnt realize in what way. I beg of you not to meet me any time soon. You were the most wonderful partner any one could ask for. But i guess this is where i have to say goodbye. I do not want you to blame yourself for any of this, there is truly nothing you could have done to save me. I am beyond saving, all the blood on my hands, all the pain and destruction i have caused makes me impossible to save. I know that you probably think that this is all wrong and that you could have saved me. However im never wrong, remember?
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