Since when do I imply anything? If I wanted you to leave I’d say so.

[Chuuya is anything but subtle, after all.

But should he really be offering to spill his guts to Mephisto like this? He can’t imagine it’s really all that interesting to a demon, but...]

Maybe less about what I did and more about who I did it for.

[He’s had lots of time to reflect on Mori, okay? Not that he hadn’t been aware of his wrongs in the past, but only now has the veil of expected loyalty been lifted enough for him to see things as they truly were.]

Worse than that, the whole reason I started drinking so much was because my partner betrayed the mafia and left without a goddamn word.

[Casually blames Dazai for being an alcoholic...]

I wish I could just forget the bastard.