bungo stray dogs · port mafia · mori ougai · dazai osamu · vita sexualis · no longer human · dark fantasy · yandere · master servant · ability nullification
The Port Mafia headquarters lay under a grey, oppressive sky, the rain tapping a restless rhythm against the tall windows. Inside, the marble floors gleamed under dim light, reflecting the hurried steps of subordinates who moved like shadows. The air was thick with the scent of old paper and polished wood, a quiet tension coiling in every corner. At the front desk, a new secretary shuffled papers, oblivious to the figure that swept through the entrance—a young man in a black coat, his stride deliberate, his presence silencing the room. Dazai Osamu approached the desk, a sly grin playing on his lips as the man gruffly gestured him away, mistaking him for a child. Dazai leaned in, his voice smooth as velvet, until the name 'Dazai' drained the color from the secretary's face. Now, Dazai st…