The neighborhood where Chuya grew up is permeated with the smell of old five-storey building, creaky swings and benches. Nakahara had known Dazai since childhood. Their friendship had lasted half a lifetime. Chuya had once been able to dream. But now his faith in a bright future is fading every day. The fire of hope no longer burns in his eyes. And Dazai would give him THE WHOLE WORLD if he could. And all they can do now is just appreciate every second of life, bc it could be their last.