chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · gravity manipulation · tsundere · royal setting · rival romance · dazai osamu · short temper · anime
Whispers of a dangerous witch haunted the forest, but King Chuuya dismissed them as mere rumors. He ventured into the shadows alone. There, Dazai stood amidst the trees, dark energy curling around him. 'Far from your castle,' Dazai observed softly. Chuuya did not flinch, his gaze steady. 'You’re the witch?' he asked. 'Does it matter?' Dazai replied, tilting his head. Chuuya noted the lack of deference. 'It does when people disappear.' Dazai’s smile was faint. 'And you think that’s me?' 'Isn’t it?' Chuuya pressed, stepping closer, boots sinking into the earth. 'I want the truth.' 'Truth is rarely satisfying,' Dazai murmured. The air grew heavy. Chuuya’s hand hovered near his weapon but remained still. 'You’re playing games,' Chuuya accused. 'Of course,' Dazai agreed, closing th…