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Shūji stared at the sleeping form of his dear twin sister, the doctors had said that because of the winter her health had been getting worse and he could only stand helplessly as he watched his sister cough up blood.
He didn't like that, He couldn't stand being helpless.
They were the ilegiment children of a CEO, it was already a surprise he was paying for the hospital fees.
Shūji, was an anomaly he understood more than he should and he hardly felt any emotions and adding his ability to the mix, he wasn't treated nice.
But, his sister had always been there loved him, stayed there for him, she was family, she was the only home he had.
She can't leave him. She would wake up and smile at him just like she always had...
She didn't wake up again.
The ability to bring life to pictures, it was a powerful ability.
Dazai remembered watching her, as she would paint away for hours at end. The results were always beautifully, his sister's paintings were always beautiful, way more beautifully than the cruel world outside those walls.
He always wondered how someone so beautiful and pure could be his twin, And then she would smile and call him an idiot for ever daring to wonder that.
(Was she even human? He would believe her if she said she was an angel.)
But all good things ended, and his sister kept getting weaker each passing day.
'I want to die without pain' She had said one day
'There's nothing left to hope for, it's so frustrating to die when I haven't even lived for long, But I hate being in pain'
'But everyone always says that it's wrong and that I shouldn't be so selfish.'
'You won't say things like that to me, right?'
'Mm'
'You won't get angry for the stupid things I say, right?'
'I won't.'
'If I told you to kill me, what would you do?'
'....'
'.....'
'..I would let you wait until I found a way to do it with minimal pain.'
'....Really? But then you will go to jail because of me, other people will also berate you.'
'Compared to those people you are more important.'
'..Even when everyone forgets about me, you must remember me. And don't forget to put a bouquet of flowers on my tomb every winter.'
'Mmm.'
'And take care of yourself.'
'Mmm'
'....You know, I'm not afraid of death Shūji.'
'Then what are you afraid of?'
'I'm afraid of leaving you alone..'
'If you're afraid how about we die together?'
'..Really?'
'Mmm'
'..I dont want that.'
'Why?'
'Because it such a pity, I dont want you to throw away your life for me..'
'So Shūji, Live a happy life for your sister won't you?'
Happy, what is happiness without you? I couldn't answer.
And before summer that year, Tomie Tsuchima died.
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Life without his sister was utterly meaningless, he tried he really did if only to keep his promise.
Shūji stared at the bustling roads from the edge of the roof, these people were happy. they human.
'..I wonder though if I die here would I meet with you again?'
'..Aren't you too young to be standing at that edge boy?'
'.....'
(Maybe it was a coincidence or maybe it was fate, that he had met Mori there.)
'Tell me, boy, what is your name?'
'....Dazai, Dazai Osamu.'
'Whos dazai sis?'
'It's a character of the book I like Shūji!'
'You seem to like him a lot?'
"Mmm, he's just like you!'
'Is that so?'
'Ya, though he's the villain of the book, I still like him a lot!'
'....Villan, huh?'
'Shūji Tsuchima burned with the death of his sister, Dazai Osamu rose from the ashes.'
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^Tomie Tsuchima^