Atsushi X Dazai Novels & Stories

Atlas suddenly stopped writing and asked doubtfully: "Why, it doesn't suit you, then let me draw it again, I only occasionally sketched human figures, so it won't be what you want." Daisy shook her head again, excitedly saying: “No, you shouldn’t say that, you draw much better than me, look at these eyes, they are extremely charming, Atlas, you are really, really a genius, fortunately, you didn’t enter the world of comics, otherwise I would lose my job.” Atlas looked at her sparkling eyes and laughed: “No need to say I’m so exaggerated, I learned how to draw from a painter when I went to Japan once.” “Is that so, that painter must be very good, right?”

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

Azrael said something in Japanese language that no one understood but I knew because Azrael had said it a few times when he was reading me a book. My heart is in your world. It was reference from an old author called Ushio Sakamoto. The book was called ‘Hearts with no bound’. It was about a humanoid male doll whose creator’s dying wish was for the doll to find a purpose to his existence, simply put to find a human that made his core beat and protect that human. He found that emotion with a female human. It was a classic piece that I had Azrael read repeatedly to me because it was romantic but tragic that it made me cry each time.

Slowly lowering the book, she kept her thumb against the spine. “You look surprised,” she said, “Did you think my reading list was strictly limited to theological texts?” “I just didn’t think a nun would be tapped in on such material,” I admitted, leaning against the wooden railing. “Osamu Dazai was a suicidal individual and quite problematic. It’s a beautifully dark book, but heavy.”

"He'll be okay. He's our brother after all." "Doctor, what happened to him?" Mrs Yamamoto inquired. "Will he be okay?" Dr Desai nodded. "Aito will be fine but you should all be prepared because he may wake with all his memories this time." Everyone froze. "W-What do you mean?" Kaito asked. "How can he remember everything just like that?" "We're not sure. That's why Dr Desai used the word 'may'" Dr Anna explained. "But from our observations, we've deduced that Aito gets flashes or dreams of his memories when his emotions are heightened."

Takamatsu saw Yinito speak as she tried to wipe Isekai's tears, he had pick the little girl four years ago from a pile of corpse just after his wife died. "am I really being a bad father , Takamatsu can't help asking himself as he looked at Isekai's eye, he has always felt like he is looking at Asuka when ever he looks at Isekai's eye, Isekai eye was exactly the replica of his mother's own, his pupil was a bit brownish with something like a fire wheel on them.

The blonde said while helping Atsushi walk to the bushes beside the entrance. “What are you talk—Heurkk!!” “Here it comes.” Atsushi hurled all the contents of his stomach behind the bush. Darrion patted his back and acted calmly as if this isn’t the first time he had seen this. “Urrrkk!!” Darrion hummed. “Mmhm. Let it all out man. You got this.” ‘I’m never dashing with a windlet again…’ Atsushi lamented silently.