[Every time Dazai tries to lock their gazes, Odasaku complies. It seems like the right thing to do. He doesn't often get the chance to look at those eyes up close like this. They're a warmer brown than anyone would guess, Odasaku thinks.]
You've said as much before.
[The wound is cleaned. Odasaku gets a small bandage to apply.]
800 friends, huh? I don't think there are even 800 people in this town. Do you?
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You've said as much before.
[The wound is cleaned. Odasaku gets a small bandage to apply.]
800 friends, huh? I don't think there are even 800 people in this town. Do you?