[Dazai may not love this bar, but he loves the memories living there. There's no real point in coming here just to relive a past that will never come back, of course. Emotionally, it's pointless torture, and from a purely practical standpoint, having any one place he frequents is just plain stupid. He has as many enemies as he has spent days under the sun, and while he's pretty sure he's got the most dangerous ones under control with information and arrangements for counter-measures even after his death, any idiot can get lucky.
But why should Dazai care if he dies? And how else could he stay in touch with the dearly departed?
So he still comes here on occasion, and drinks. It's usually just one drink for the sake of it, but sometimes, like today, he gets a little more invested in his drinking. Of course he can handle his drink just fine, and Dazai, being Dazai, shows no signs of being drunk. For that matter: maybe "drunk" isn't even the right way to describe him. There's no slurring his speech; no being unsteady in his moves. The lack of control that comes with being well and truly drunk is something that Dazai has never experienced.
And yet something about Dazai is definitely different. If anything, to the very careful observer, he might seem... tired?]
That much, I know.
[And he would indeed have made a semi-nasty comment on that account, had Chuuya not beaten him to it... or even if he'd just cared enough, honestly.
It's not that he doesn't care about Chuuya, in his own way. But everything is a little too dim to make Dazai feel much of anything, right now. Still, he forces himself to display some energy, if only in his speech. That his expression doesn't quite follow his cheerful tone is something that Chuuya will just have to forgive.]
Since you finally came here, why not have something to drink? The whisky is pretty good.
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But why should Dazai care if he dies? And how else could he stay in touch with the dearly departed?
So he still comes here on occasion, and drinks. It's usually just one drink for the sake of it, but sometimes, like today, he gets a little more invested in his drinking. Of course he can handle his drink just fine, and Dazai, being Dazai, shows no signs of being drunk. For that matter: maybe "drunk" isn't even the right way to describe him. There's no slurring his speech; no being unsteady in his moves. The lack of control that comes with being well and truly drunk is something that Dazai has never experienced.
And yet something about Dazai is definitely different. If anything, to the very careful observer, he might seem... tired?]
That much, I know.
[And he would indeed have made a semi-nasty comment on that account, had Chuuya not beaten him to it... or even if he'd just cared enough, honestly.
It's not that he doesn't care about Chuuya, in his own way. But everything is a little too dim to make Dazai feel much of anything, right now. Still, he forces himself to display some energy, if only in his speech. That his expression doesn't quite follow his cheerful tone is something that Chuuya will just have to forgive.]
Since you finally came here, why not have something to drink? The whisky is pretty good.