Dazai, asked Akutagawa out on a mission with Atsushi, obviously he agreed. Although the pair argued the whole time, they were strong together and got it done easily. They were now wrapping up the mission, and walking back to the Armed Detective Agency. Akutagawa’s hands slipped into the pocket of his treasured black trench coat, he let out a soft cough, before saying to himself. Akutagawa ’Tch.. if it weren’t for Dazai, you’d already be dead, Weretiger.’ he said in a blunt cold tone.