Dazai didn 't eat dinner. More specifically, he didn 't even go down to the Great Hall. It was always too crowded and the smell of food would just make him nauseous. Also, if he didn 't start looking early, he was

never

going to find the courtyard. Dazai had learned pretty quickly that even if he figured out the path there

one day,

that didn 't mean it was going to be the same path the

next.

Moving staircases were not even remotely practical, but apparently that wasn 't an acceptable excuse for being late to class five days in a row.

On a totally unrelated 'note, Dazai was racking up detentions pretty quickly.

He sat on a stone bench and read while he waited for Ron to show up. The library had all sorts of books, but until Dazai could figure out the official relationship between abilities and magic, he was stuck reading history books.

The relationship between magic and abilities seemed pretty clear to him

,