[Dazai gave a mirthless chuckle and moved the mirror out of his face to reveal the ceiling and the amulet-powered fixture hanging from it.

The image was too sharp, a tell of hyper-awareness tailored specifically to dull the buzz of thoughts, unexamined emotion, and observation underneath.]

I'd pick a better view for it.

For an unoccupied empty house, they made sure that even the ceiling was clean. How thorough of them.