“… I wonder if Kunikida’s handling the expenses well.”

You were walking with Fukuzawa to the Armed Detective Agency’s entrance, and he was merrily chatting with you about the events yesterday, where Dazai was getting Kunikida to buy what people needed.

“O—oh. What a cute cat..”

And then his eyes trailed down to a certain doormat — a cat. Nyan-chan, smiling back at Fukuzawa.