They're eating lunch 'they almost always end up eating in the student union together, even if they bluster about making other plans--and Dazai seems a little bit more

quiet

"..." Chuuya pokes the tip of his french fry against Dazai's cheek before popping it in his mouth, "What's up?"

Dazai glances up with a slight start, "Huh?"

Chuuya stares him down for a moment before shrugging, "You look like you're thinking pretty hard about something."

"Yeah..." Dazai takes a deep breath. He's been debating 'whether or not he

actually

wants to tell Chuuya about it, but... "It's probably something you should know."

Chuuya nods, trying not to feel like

too

much of a hypocrite. "Then tell me."

"...My dad is making me meet someone."

Chuuya blinks, raising an eyebrow. "Because of the stuff with your grandfather?"

Dazai nods, feeling exhausted with the prospect. "Sort of."

"What do you mean,

'sort of'?"