Osamu Dazai
It has been 3 weeks since I made a deal with Ryuunosuke (the human). I mostly do all the household chores while he makes the money.
Why does it sound like we're married????
I have learned a lot about him, like how he's a an author, he likes to drink green tea on a slow day and black coffee on a fast paced work filled day and he looks constipated while he thinks about something sentimental or serious or lost in deep thought.
‧₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹.
I check the pantry noting how we are running low on food.
Hmm we should probably by more...
"Hey Akutagawa?" I spoke slowly. He hummed a response. "We're running low on some food-...If you want you could come with me to the town? "
"hm-Sure"
He sighed getting up.
🫧𓇼𓏲*ੈ✩‧₊˚🎐⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺୧ ‧₊˚ 🎐*ੈ𓇼𓏲*🫧
As we head to the town I hid my ears making myself look more human and smudged a bit of rouge and took the form of a young delicate woman .The town is packed as always I weave around stall with Akutagawa trailing behind.
As I occasionally flirted with the vendors to get a more reasonable price. As Akutagawa goes to look at some trinkets I catch a glimpse of orange. I turn and there he was looking wise as always his eyes a sage green that looked tried yet managed to have a glint of youthfulness. Decked in a orange yukata an oil paper fan in his hand.
I smiled,"Hey Mori-sama!"
"Hm?-ah! Dazai-kun" he returned my smile.