Saintlike Behavior

But there's an orphan with a bullethole in his temple, falling into the water. A glimpse of his face, he almost looks peaceful - a sinless orphan, made of something soft and intangible, sand slipping through Dazai's fingers (he should've never tried to hold on for so long, never should have played this game again, falling for false hopes). Atsushi descends angelically and Odasaku's disappointment burns in his chest, and there is still blood on his bandaged hands, he never could get rid of the stain. Red on bandages, red on skin, red on pristine marble pillars. His hand twitches.

Atsushi, it's too late for him. It was far too late the moment Dazai took him under his sullied wing.

or, dazai plays god, a necromancer, and frankenstein all in one. atsushi is his holy, half-dead monster, whom he cannot bear to flee from.