Chuuya slowly slices the fish with a knife, fighting the temptation to just do it with sharp claws. A thin haori is draped over his shoulders, although Chuuya does not see much point in this, the weather is warm and his body practically cannot freeze even when snow falls, but Chuuya's master apparently felt uncomfortable looking at a naked youkai walking around the house. Chuuya finds this ridiculous, but is not going to object. Chuuya yawns and tries to remember what to do with the fish next. There wasn't much that was clear from Dazai's instructions, which included gestures and a few human words that Chuuya had managed to learn.. Chuuya growls under his breath, takes this stupid fish and pushes aside shoji to take a step into the courtyard, where Dazai is sitting on the ground near the pond and writing something in a scroll. As far as Chuuya understood, Dazai is a 'writer' and his job is to 'create stories'. Chuuya doesn't see the point in this, as in most human activities, but at least Dazai is harmless and in extreme cases Chuuya could kill him.. Although it will end badly for him, because the Imperial Service for trapping stray Youkai is working very effectively. Chuuya comes to the pond and sits down next to Dazai, touching writer's hand with his orange tail to get his attention. Chuuya's ears are moving in irritation