One Mans Dog Is Another

“ . . . What . . . what do I do now?”The question sank teeth into Chuuya’s chest. “I mean now that Dazai is gone. What am I supposed to do? How —” Akutagawa stopped, as if he’d bit his tongue. He didn’t continue.Chuuya glanced at the boy — that’s what Akutagawa was, after all, a boy — to see him gripping the wheel like a lifeline. Dazai really screwed this kid up so much, that he doesn’t know what to do without him?Then again, big talk from a man who’d gotten blind drunk the night before at the mere mention of Dazai’s desertion.