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"Tadaaa!!"
Chuuya wolfishly grinned as he presented his creation.
Well technically he paid someone to do it.
But still!
"You really think that "thing..." Is gonna help Atsushi resolve his tiger problem?" Odasaku grimaced as he stared at the tiger plushie thing...
"Hey don't call it a thing! I spent a lot of money on her!" Chuuya yelled.
"Her??"
Ango mumbled.
"Yeah her! Atsushi told me Byakko was a female" He said.
"You couldn't make it more realistic? The mafia has a lot of connections, and I highly doubt there isn't any plushies factories that the mafia dosen't own"
As he glanced at the plushie one more time then grimaces.
"They don't, well not highly realistic ones that is.."
He explained
"Guys take it easy, Chuuya probably couldn't think of other ideas because of his chibi little brain!"
As he ran away from the group, knowing he was gonna get beaten up.
Chuuya scowled.
Yelling out what did you just say to me you shitty bandage laundering machine!" He yelled as he chased Dazai around the shop.
"That sounds very familiar.."
He thought still running away from Chuuya.
"Come back here you mackerel!" He roared.
As they began to run in circles.
Ango and Oda faceslaps themselves mentally as they watched the scene..
Ango stared back at the Byakko and he can feel another headache coming.
Odasaku pats him on the back.
When a tiny figure came into the shop with a little girl along with man with a doctor uniform...
Uh oh..