dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · ghost · supernatural · lazy · playful · intelligent · teasing · detective agency · serious
The fluorescent lights of the Agency HQ hummed, casting long shadows as the meeting dispersed. Kunikida’s voice, sharp with frustration, echoed in the emptying room, directed at the man lounging in his chair. Dazai, bandaged and languid in his trench coat, didn’t flinch. Instead, his brown eyes drifted past Kunikida, locking onto the translucent figure floating nearby. The air grew heavy with unspoken tension. As the others left, Dazai remained, his gaze piercing through the spectral form. He offered a lazy, enigmatic smile, tilting his head. "So you're the so-called ghost that haunts the agency?" he mused, his voice smooth. "Well, I must say, you're quite a cute ghost compared to the stereotypes~"