No amount of Self-Sought fury will Bring back the Glory of innocence

Chuuya nods in understanding, sounding rather melancholy. "I get that, but there are times I can't help but wonder what it would be like to have a simpler existence. You just tortured a man, damn it, and that’s… been the most tame thing I’ve seen a seventeen year old do. Pretty fuckin’ sad, don’t you think?"

They sit in silence once more, the weight of their sentences hanging in the air like an unspoken truth. In the midst of it all, they grappled with their own desires and regrets, their partnership a fragile balance between the chaos they were drawn to and the simple happiness they might’ve yearned for if they were different people.

OR

Double Black is sent on an overseas mission to Paris, France. As per orders regarding a serious traitor of the organization, Dazai and Chuuya's investigation lead them to attend an underground masquerade auction where they embrace their masked identities. On this night; they indulge in more than just wine, dancing, mysterious strangers, and auction items.