[ If the bullet had gone through, and he'd died... well, then, that would have served Dazai's ultimate goal of all these years, wouldn't it have? So he hadn't been concerned about it, not really. His main concern was-

No, he's not going there. Not even in his own thoughts, because it's over and done with, and it hardly matters. Instead, he'll be annoyed at Chuuya stealing his (admittedly cheap) booze, ignoring the fact that Dazai has stolen Chuuya's much more expensive wine numerous times.]

I thought you might die? Not at all. Rather, I assumed you would.

[ They're definitely not going to talk about this. ]

It's not like I haven't been shot before, Chuuya. Stop drinking my things.