Dandadan Chapter 155

Breakfast under a roof that used to be a cell: thanks withheld, a slap for manners, a kicked table for pride. Bega doesn’t blink. He labels Unji’s flares what they are—giving up in pieces—and keeps cooking. Night brings an umbrella feint over a sleeping target, but a photo frame halts the swing.

The conversation that follows is the book’s spine. Bega’s family was erased by a man who wanted the “rotten world” to feel his hate. He nearly answered with another murder-suicide. He didn’t. He chose to hold the line so the world wouldn’t warp further—and to hold Unji so he wouldn’t be next.

Dandadan Chapter 155 finishes the bond. It’s not forgiveness; it’s responsibility. The hand on Unji’s shoulder is the one thing the Fairy-Tale Card can’t overwrite.