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Error: Wan 7, Part 1

It changes to show the outside of an assumed preschool, unlike the original show. This was more colorful and almost appeared like it was drawn with colored pencils.

"It's so–" Kenji Started off excitedly.

"Bright," Dazai bemoaned.

"I was going to say colorful, makes me feel all warm inside." Kenji finished cheerfully, then turned to the brunette. "You really should let people finish their thoughts, Mr. Dazai. It's rude to interrupt and we don't want to be rude."

"Sorry, Kenji."

"Apologies accepted, Mr. Dazai."

"Well, I think It's adorable." Haruno said.

"We're not supposed to be adorable ." said Chuuya. "None of this is supposed to be a fun time. We are here to see what mayhem that bandage waster caused that brought us here in the first place. That only knowledge of the future will help us solve it."

"Why do you just assume it's Dazai's fault?"

"He's the reason you got beaten up by Akutagawa several times, wasn't it?"

"Well, sort of. But I'am choosing not to see it that way,"

"You're too kind to that man,"

"Hey, There!" Dazai is shown saying to no one, clearly directed at the audience. He has his other hand raised in greeting and is wearing a slightly different attire to his every day, with a yellow apron covering the front. Along with that, one eye is closed in a wink. Next to him is a box with typed words like normal it says, Dazai Osamu Junior Sensei.

"Hell! NO!" Chuuya growled out.

It pans down, "Mister Dazai," Atsushi is standing next to him, pointing at something in his pocket. "What's that you have there?"

"Oh My God," Haruno exclaimed from her spot.

"He's so cute," Naomi voiced her thoughts.

"I want to just take him and put him in my pocket," said Yosano.

"So, this is another reality?" Tanizaki looked over to his sister, his eyebrow raised.

"Seems like it," Ranpo said, stuffing his mouth full of popcorn.

"This is taking us off the beaten path, are you going to have us watch this instead of going further into the future." Kunikida proclaimed.

Many agreed with the sentiment; it looked so cute, and maybe it would be nice, but this was prolonging their time here. A voice broke through the mumbles of objection.

"It is for the best to take a short twelve-minute break from future events. Please be understanding of those who have been injured." Screenbro's words were soft; this time, the voice was unrecognizable of who it was stealing from. It was a male's voice. The voice was soft and seemed to have a good vocal range, yet it came off nasally. Some wondered who the voice was if it was Screenbro's real voice or another stolen one. And a few thought it was Screebro's fault they were hurt in the first place.

The group was under no delusion that Screenbro had their own game in this however, most didn't really feel threatened by the man.

"Atsushi and Akutagawa need time to recover," Atsushi noted that the voice was different now; it was deep and breathy, seemingly unwilling to emote it, reminding him of Dazai's voice when work needed to be done. He didn't know how to feel about all this. He felt responsible for having everyone stuck here, unable to leave, forced to watch something that seemed to drag on. What was the point if there was always a reason for not seeing what was important? He thought of his fight with Akutagawa. He hoped that the older mentee had gained something from his loss, but what would someone like Hirusto gain from his and Akuatagawa's fight? He turned to Dazai, looking for an answer in his autumn eyes, only to find a face of shock and what seemed to be rage.