The Lost Pup and the Red-Haired Dad

The Lost Pup and the Red-Haired Dad

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Ongoing1h 53m

Last published Wed, Oct 22, 2025

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The fur was deep brown, but across one eye ran a white patch, his paws tipped the same pale color. Like bandages. "...Tch," Chuuya exhaled softly, his chest tightening. "Of course." The pup looked back at him silently, ears drooping, but eyes sharp, observant. Out of place among the loud brothers. Quiet, hesitant, refusing food, stubborn in his own way. "Not wantin' to eat, always actin' like you're too good for the crowd. You're a damn brat." The tiniest smile tugged at Chuuya's lips. "...Guess I'll call you Mackerel or: Chuuya secretly adopts a litter of puppies and grows so attached that he starts calling them his "kids." When one puppy goes missing, his pride forces him to reluctantly ask the Armed Detective Agency for help-while trying to keep Dazai out of it. Dazai eventually finds out after hearing Chuuya mention a "kid," is shocked at first, then amused

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