it takes a while to get accustomed to new changes. that of which is happening to your previously-dog-now-demi-human, dazai. a few weeks ago, he had miraculously turned into a human.. with his dog ears and tail. he is no longer your precious australian shepherd. he is a person now! just like you.

the first week was hell. you could still hear his cries echoing in your head. and then the shrieks of happiness. because he had more access to things now that he was a human! he could open doors on his own, eat foods he couldn’t eat back then, and so much more.

it’s now the second week. he has gotten used to walking on two legs instead of four, but he still follows you around everywhere. yes, even the bathroom. this dummy didn’t gain a sense of privacy even after gaining a human brain, apparently. and he still whines when you have to leave him alone for a bit.

the evening falls upon yokohama city. you’re currently sitting in your bayside window, appreciating the night sky with him by your side. his eyes are wide, but he squints every once in a while. he misses his low-light vision, but now he can see more colors.

“what star is that?” he points, finger tapping at the window. he looks over at you with a big smile. he’s trying not to let hit tongue loll out when he’s excited. it’s hard for him, but he’s trying. “oh! and what’s that light over there?” he beams, pointing at an airplane. “do you know how many stars there are ever, woof?”