[Of course a little headbutting doesn't shut Dazai up for long, but it does make him bite the inside of his cheek. Chalk one more up to "sloppy because drunk"... It hurts, and Dazai hisses, but the sound immediately turns into a chuckle. This is all so hilarious! And that Chuuya managed to hurt him at all is just dramatic irony, or something along those lines. His thoughts are a little insubstantial, floating alongside each other instead of neatly stacked together.
But still there, of course. Always there.]
Maybe you should, at that! Freezing to death is supposed to be one of the most pleasant deaths one can have, you know.
[He's honestly having a good time, here. Maybe it's halfway deliberate, focusing on anything other than their previous topic of conversation; if it is, that would at least explain why Dazai's mood drops again when Chuuya resumes his questioning. It's understandable enough, though, and Dazai doesn't even blame him. For that matter, he doesn't particularly mind talking about it, either. The facts are the facts; talking about them or not won't make a difference at this point.]
They're the ones who should answer that question, not me. [Just pointing out the obvious, there.] All I can say is that I don't think it was ever about our respective positions. It was the same as a bunch of salarymen going out for drinks after work.
[... He doubts that, sometimes. Odasaku aside, he kind of suspects that it was business as usual for Ango, which is the main reason why he will never completely forgive the guy. Sullying that kind of friendship in retrospect is every bit as unforgivable as it was for Dazai to not realize what was going on sooner, and the resulting petty annoyance at being outsmarted for once.
Still, it's hard to let go of even something so petty when he considers how Odasaku might still be alive, if only things had gone a little bit differently.]
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But still there, of course. Always there.]
Maybe you should, at that! Freezing to death is supposed to be one of the most pleasant deaths one can have, you know.
[He's honestly having a good time, here. Maybe it's halfway deliberate, focusing on anything other than their previous topic of conversation; if it is, that would at least explain why Dazai's mood drops again when Chuuya resumes his questioning. It's understandable enough, though, and Dazai doesn't even blame him. For that matter, he doesn't particularly mind talking about it, either. The facts are the facts; talking about them or not won't make a difference at this point.]
They're the ones who should answer that question, not me. [Just pointing out the obvious, there.] All I can say is that I don't think it was ever about our respective positions. It was the same as a bunch of salarymen going out for drinks after work.
[... He doubts that, sometimes. Odasaku aside, he kind of suspects that it was business as usual for Ango, which is the main reason why he will never completely forgive the guy. Sullying that kind of friendship in retrospect is every bit as unforgivable as it was for Dazai to not realize what was going on sooner, and the resulting petty annoyance at being outsmarted for once.
Still, it's hard to let go of even something so petty when he considers how Odasaku might still be alive, if only things had gone a little bit differently.]