Chuuya: Don’t you walk away from me while I’m talking to you.
Akutagawa: Oh, really, Mom? Or what are you going to do? Send me to my room?
Chuuya: I wish I could!
Akutagawa: Well you can’t! Because you’re not my mom and you’re not their mom!
Chuuya: I never said I was!
Akutagawa: No, but you certainly act like it. You think it’s your job to boss everyone around—
Atsushi, interfering: Actually, I heard he’s an executive so it is low-key his job—
Akutagawa, stabbing Atsushi and continues: —But it’s not! So stop acting like you can tell me what to do. I can do whatever I want!
Chuuya: I don’t act that way. Dazai, do I act motherly?!
Dazai, seemingly amused: Hey, I’m staying out of this one.
Chuuya: What do you think, mantiger? Do I act like a mom?
Atsushi, just recovering from his stab wound: Well, I…
Chuuya: Stop rubbing your eye and speak clearly when you talk!
Atsushi, straightening up: Yes, sir.