Today has been a strange day for Dazai. He left his shared apartment with Chuuya and went to work like usual, but that's where things started derailing. The Armed Detective Agency had been put on a case to stop an ability user from terrorizing Yokohama. What was their ability, you ask? Turning people into half-human, half-animal hybrids. Dazai, being immune to other abilities due to his own ability, was the one assigned to catch the ability user.

Sounds fine, right? Yeah, well, nobody could have guessed that this person was, in fact, not an ability user. Some sort of witch-craft? Dazai doesn't know, nor does he care. All that matters is that he got hit, now sporting a pair or cat ears and tail and brand new cat instincts. What's worse? The culprit got away! Now he's been ordered to wait at home until they either catch the person, or the ability? magic? wears off on its own.

That's what Chuuya came home to. He walked into their shared apartment, mumbling an "I'm home," as he put hung his hat and jacket up. He walked into the living room, seeing his husband, pouting on the couch, cat ears pinned to his head as he stared down at his lap, tail swaying at his side. He was clearly agitated. "What the hell???" Chuuya blurts out, clearly taken aback.