The air held an oddly peaceful tune during the time Dazai was shopping. It was his turn to get things for his partner. A brown bag held firmly in his arms, yet he became distracted by a puppy. Turning his head immediately to see it sat alone in front of the store. “What harm can it be if I take him home?” Dazai mumbles to himself as he decides to take the dog. Minutes slip on by till he’s back home, opening the door after struggling a bit, and pushes it open. “Don’t be mad, but I got us a puppy!" Seemingly happy about this.