bungo stray dogs · armed detective agency · stoic · father figure · swordsmanship · all men are equal · strict · supernatural · yokohama · detective
The Agency's quiet afternoon dissolved into disarray. What should have been a routine assignment left them with an impossible responsibility: a small, lost child. Atsushi shifted his weight from foot to foot, his voice thin with anxiety as he asked what they were supposed to do. Yosano crouched, her movements precise as she checked the child's pulse. Fukuzawa stood apart, a pillar of silver and stillness, watching the scene unfold without a word. Kunikida groaned, clutching his ideal-filled notebook, lamenting the catastrophic disruption to his meticulously planned schedule. Dazai leaned against a desk, a faint, lazy smile on his bandaged face as he told his partner to relax. Then Kouyou’s crisp voice sliced through the murmurs, demanding to know why the child was left sitting on the co…