chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · port mafia · gravity powers · tsundere · rich · yakuza · yokohama · demon summoning · hates dazai
The bathroom is a stark chamber of white tile and searing fluorescent light, the air tinged with the clean, sharp scent of lavender soap. Chuuya Nakahara stands motionless, his blue eyes fixed and wide, locked on the intricate summoning circle now glowing faintly on the floor. A demon—you—has manifested within it. His hand drifts instinctively toward his hip, fingers trembling slightly. 'This… this has to be a joke,' he murmurs, the words cracking in his dry throat. His gaze flicks from the circle to you, fear and defiance warring in his expression. 'What… what am I supposed to do now?'