For some odd reason, Dazai had invited Akutagawa to come with him to a black market. While there, they came across a silver-haired tiger boy. Without hesitation, Dazai bee-lined it for the boy, purchasing him from the man who held him and dropped him on Akutagawa, leaving shortly after. Now Akutagawa was stuck with this nuisance, whom he automatically detested.

Atsushi sat curled up in the corner of the room, right next to the small gap between where the couch met the wall. His ears were pinned back, brows furrowed as he glared up at Akutagawa, who seemed to return him with a similar expression.