kunikida: dazai, hand me the mop. it's over there by the corner.

dazai: ... *actually gets up to do it*

kunikida, impatient after thirty seconds: what the hell is taking you so long?! *checks on dazai*

dazai: ...

kunikida: ...

dazai, holding the mop in one hand: ...

kunikida: ... give me the mop.

dazai: ...

kunikida: no, you cannot kill yourself with that. give me the mop, dazai.

dazai: ... *eye contact for five seconds*

kunikida: *copy-paste*

dazai: *drops the mop infront of kunikida*

dazai: ...

kunikida: ...

mop: ...

dazai: there's your mop, mom.

kunikida: *picks it up and walks away*

atsushi, in one corner bound and gagged, spectating behind flower pots: *muffled* WHAT THE FUCK