I’d be delighted, dear bored anon-kun!

So, once upon a time, back before we were in a relationship, I was madly in love with her. And it was KILLING ME. I was DYING!! And the worst part, I couldn’t ask her to die with me 😦 that’s how in love I was, and still am.

And I thought, as I think I’ve once mentioned before, that Sara and Tanizaki-san were the ones who were destined to be, you know, together. So I kept it to myself. And YES, as Ranpo-san so delights in pointing out, that despite being “master manipulator” and “knowing most things if not everything” like him, I still didn’t notice how much she liked me, the gifts she gave me and the attention she lavished me with… To put it simply I was wrong, and I admit it, and I am very very glad for it.

But yes yes, I did think they were an item. The moment I began to suspect I was wrong was the same moment I thought I was a hundred percent right.

Now… Sara doesn’t know I know this. I suppose when she comes back and reads this she will remember, and she will realize I know this, but I’ve kept it secret for this long. 

I’ll… Skip why I was listening in on them in the first place, but I heard them talking behind closed doors, and I could tell it was certainly their voices.

“I love you,” Sara said, surely to him. And my heart broke…

But when I looked inside, Sara was not with Tanizaki.

She was talking to Dazai. Me. Osamu Dazai. My exact likeness.

It’d been a while since I’ve been on the mushrooms, but I felt like I was right back there! I surely must’ve been high or drunk or something to be seeing double. But I rubbed my eyes, and I was still there.

“I…” She shook her head. “This isn’t helping. I’m sorry, Juni-kun.”

And Dazai disappeared in a quick green flash. In his place stood Tanizaki, shrugging sheepishly with a frown on his face.

“Sorry Sara. I thought it’d help.”

“Nah…” She sighed. “I just can’t tell him and that’s that.”

I didn’t say anything then. But when the kissing game came around many months later… I knew she wouldn’t mind if I won.