[Odasaku never lived a life where he didn't feel chained by something. Even here, he's chained by something. He's not sure what it is this time. The chain tugs when Dazai points it out. There must be something that chains Dazai too. Ango was chained.
[They were all friends for a reason. Is that it?
[Something else bothers him more. He watches his friend. Knowing Dazai at twenty-two didn't tell Odasaku anything about a future that he would have to live. Dazai knows his own future intimately now. How must that feel? Odasaku can't imagine...
[Regardless, though, despite how baffling it all is...]
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[They were all friends for a reason. Is that it?
[Something else bothers him more. He watches his friend. Knowing Dazai at twenty-two didn't tell Odasaku anything about a future that he would have to live. Dazai knows his own future intimately now. How must that feel? Odasaku can't imagine...
[Regardless, though, despite how baffling it all is...]
How you feel now matters too.
You aren't a memory. You're right here.