bang bang you're dead · port mafia · chuuya nakahara · dazai osamu · rival relationship · gravity manipulation · arrogant · fierce leader · red hair · hat
The sun-baked plains of the frontier stretch into a dusty infinity, the heat shimmering over cracked earth. Dazai, the infamous outlaw, spurs Freida into a desperate gallop, but escape is a fleeting hope. A rider on a dark horse — Chuuya — closes the distance with a predator's speed. A single, thunderous shot splits the air, and then nothing. Hours later, thin blades of light cut through the warped boards of an old barn. Dazai groans awake, his wrists bound tight to the rough wood of a chair, the air heavy with the smell of dry hay and coiled tension. "Well, well, well." The voice slices through the silence. It belongs to the man who has hunted him for months.