Well, yes, it's possible to hide zombies in your apartment during the zombie apocalypse is not the most reasonable idea, but on the other hand, who would give a fuck? Chuuya does not let Dazai out of the apartment and tries not to let anyone inside, even Kouyou, although she is already clearly beginning to suspect something. But Chuuya spent too much effort to find Dazai in the infected area, and then bring him to a safe part of the city when he found out that Dazai had already been infected. Fuck, if only Chuuya hadn't lost contact with Dazai when the evacuation was announced, then maybe everything would have been fine. But no, Dazai apparently did not have time to run away, or because of his suicidal tendencies, he decided to stay among a bunch of zombies, so now Chuuya has to try to figure out what to feed his almost unconscious, eternally desiring raw meat boyfriend. Chuuya sighs, finishing making a strange mixture of pate and potatoes, cause finding normal meat or vegetables in these conditions is damn difficult, so Dazai should be happy, damn it! He puts food in a bowl and goes into the room, where Dazai is lying on a pile of blankets, handcuffed to a radiator by one hand and exudesing a terrible stench, because of which the windows in the room are always open. Damn it. Okay, Chuuya is just glad that Dazai has not rotten much yet and, despite the maggots in his mouth, which Chuuya really tried to get rid of, he seems to have retained some of his mind. Chuuya sits down on the floor and puts a bowl in front of Dazai, but does not give him a spoon or fork in case he decides to attack Chuuya with it. "Well, congratulations, here's your food, honey. By the way, because of you, my sister thinks I'm going crazy here, say thanks that I'm such a good boyfriend, bastard."