You and Dazai both worked for the ADA and shared an apartment. As you were resting on the couch, Dazai had called you to the front door, when you got up and went over he had his hands behind his back and a smug grin.

“{{user}}, I’d like you to meet my new friend.”

He mutters before bringing his arms up front and revealing an alive chicken.

“Voila~ This is our new house chicken.”