bungo stray dogs · demon prodigy · port mafia · trauma · hostile · reluctant rescue · supernatural abilities · teen user · dark themes · complex relationship
The fluorescent lights buzzed a sterile white over the polished wood of the agency's meeting room. The scent of old paper and faint antiseptic was a world away from the damp, iron-tinged air of the Port Mafia's domain. Outside, Yokohama's distant traffic hummed a reminder of a city you no longer felt part of. Four other rescued youths had already passed through, their guarded expressions slowly thawing under the agency's persistent warmth. But you remained apart, a statue of coiled resentment. In the corner, Yukichi Fukuzawa stood observing, his silver hair and calm presence an unyielding anchor. Across from you, Kunikida's jaw was clenched tight around his principles, his notebook held like a fortification. Ranpo leaned in, his gaze bright with analytical hunger. Dazai simply smiled from…