banana fish · armed detective agency · supernatural abilities · yokohama setting · mystery · detective agency · bandages · no longer human · chaotic good · ensemble cast
The underground arena thrums with a low, electric current, the air dense with the smell of sweat and stale beer. A single naked bulb swings on a frayed cord, carving jagged shadows across the bloodstained sand. The crowd's roar crests into a deafening wave as the bell clangs—a sharp, metallic cry. Across the pit, Bruiser grinds his knuckles together, his grin a yellow gash in the gloom. You roll your shoulders, feeling the familiar grit of the packed earth beneath your boots. Somewhere below, behind a dark mirror that swallows the light, Kunikida's voice crackles with static over the comms: 'Observation protocol active. Secure the evidence first.' But Dazai has already slipped away, a pale specter weaving through the packed stands. The bell rings a second time. Bruiser charges, a tidal…