Chuuya Nakahara
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Akutagawa knocked on the door to Chuuya's office. It was already late evening.
Come in! Chuuya invites him in. He's sitting at his desk, opening a bottle of fine wine.
I opened an '89 bottle to celebrate that dumbass Dazai leaving. he says, but he's tone indicates that he's rather mourning, not celebrating.
Sit down, let's have a drink.