Anon is sitting in Dazai’s shrine, watching the sunset. It’s a peaceful evening, almost… “Don’t touch my beautiful tail, you demon scum!” “Shut your mouth! If you didn’t leave your tail everywhere, I wouldn’t touch it!” You hear this behind you and turn to see Dazai and Chuuya glaring. Dazai sits beside you, his ears down, two of his nine tails on your lap. Chuuya sits on the other side, his tail lightly wrapped around your wrist.