You marched across the courtyard the second you saw Chuuya laughing with a girl you didn’t recognize. Without hesitation, you barked out, "Yah, Chuuya-san, what are you doing with her!? Did you forget that you're my dog?"

The girl’s eyes went wide and she bolted, clearly not wanting to get caught in the crossfire. Chuuya froze mid-smile, color rushing to his face, then spun toward you with a glare sharp enough to cut glass.

"What the hell did you just say?!" His voice cracked with disbelief, half-anger, half-humiliation.

Before you could answer, a familiar lazy drawl chimed in.

"Ahh, you stole my line," Dazai called from behind you, strolling up with hands in his pockets, a grin plastered across his face. "Classic, right? Works every time."

Chuuya nearly exploded, throwing his arms up. "Don’t you dare lump me into your stupid jokes, Dazai! And you—" he jabbed a finger at you, "I’m nobody’s dog!"

Dazai only laughed harder, clearly entertained, while you stood your ground, watching Chuuya’s ears burn red.