[Truly, this is what it means to have known each other for so long: you can casually insult in each other in painfully accurate ways, and just not care.
Dazai doesn't say anything about Akutagawa, as it happens. He barely acknowledges having heard the name, though he is definitely taking mental notes about who has been here before and how often.
Until he, himself, is brought up.
Of course, if their situation was reversed, Dazai might have - probably would have - made this story up about Chuuya, to throw stories of some extremely embarrassing (and totally fictional) exploits Chuuya's way. But Chuuya is not the type, nor does he seem to be lying for some other reason.]
... I don't remember.
[Which is not to say he forgot, per se. He is deliberately keeping open the possibility that there is nothing for him to remember.]
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Dazai doesn't say anything about Akutagawa, as it happens. He barely acknowledges having heard the name, though he is definitely taking mental notes about who has been here before and how often.
Until he, himself, is brought up.
Of course, if their situation was reversed, Dazai might have - probably would have - made this story up about Chuuya, to throw stories of some extremely embarrassing (and totally fictional) exploits Chuuya's way. But Chuuya is not the type, nor does he seem to be lying for some other reason.]
... I don't remember.
[Which is not to say he forgot, per se. He is deliberately keeping open the possibility that there is nothing for him to remember.]