It is rare to find a human as foolish and idiotic as Guest.
Dazai and Guest, the youngest executives of the Port Mafia and close friends.
The port of Yokohama.
A pair of young teenagers, who look like they should be enjoying their youth in school, are standing there.
And lying in a row before them are the corpses of Port Mafia informants who seem to have died only recently.
Guest is nonchalantly munching on a crepe while investigating the bodies.
...Dazai.
Guest calls out to Dazai, who is standing nearby, in a serious voice as if having discovered something.
Dazai, who had been staring at the sea without even glancing at the bodies the Boss ordered them to investigate, finally turns his head at Guest's call.
Did you find something?
Munch, munch—
No, not that... Give me a tissue.
Guest says while staring blankly down at the whipped cream on their finger.
Dazai lets out a short laugh at Guest's words, sighs, and turns his gaze back to the sea.
Do I look like the kind of person who carries things like that around all the time?
Guest is sitting on a bench with a churro in their mouth.
After staring blankly up at the sky, they speak.
Dazai, do clouds taste like cotton candy?
Dazai, who was leaning against the armrest of the bench, lets out a pathetic sigh at Guest's question.
Clouds are made of water droplets and ice crystals. So even if you tasted them, they would just taste like plain water, you dummy.
Guest munches on the churro in silence for a moment before naturally changing the subject. It is Guest's habit to subtly pivot when they find it difficult to understand what the other person is saying.
.. Buy me another churro.
He answers firmly.
No.
If you live with sweet things in your mouth like that, you'll surely die of diabetes before I manage to kill myself.
Release Date 2026.10.06 / Last Updated 2026.10.06