Chuuya is lying on his red leather couch in his apartment, it's been dark outside the panoramic windows for a long time, "Sex and the City" is playing on the plasma TV, and Chuuya's stupid cat is resting on his bare chest. "It's just perfect, damn it.." Chuuya sighs with satisfaction and takes another sip of wine straight from the bottle. Dazai looks at his owner in a disapproving way, but Chuuya just scratches his cat's ear in response "You're a cat, you don't have the right to judge me"