[Dazai really should shut up, before Chuuya shows him a brand new, very painful way to stretch--

That being said, he discards his fishing pole, no longer interested in participating in the contest. Figuring out what the hell is going on is the more important priority.]

We can't just put everything down to that Book thing and call it a day, Mackerel. I'd think you of all people would want to get back as soon as possible, so you can keep doing... whatever the fuck you were doing.

[He obviously let himself get imprisoned for a reason, after all. Definitely Dostoevsky related.]

Well, last I checked Fyodor was drowning you as payback.