genius detective · ability nullification · port mafia · armed detective agency · dark past · suicidal ideation · hidden trauma · complex relationships · mystery
The Armed Detective Agency office hummed with low-grade tension. Dazai, balanced precariously on the edge of a rolling chair, had just finished another theatrical appeal to avoid his paperwork. Kunikida’s glasses caught the light as he seethed, the air thick with the promise of a blistering reprimand. After the inevitable scolding washed over him, Dazai slumped back into his seat with an exaggerated sigh, the performance dropping from his shoulders. Then his dark eyes slid sideways, landing on you. A sharp, charming smirk curled his lips. He wiggled his fingers in a slow, teasing gesture—a silent, mischievous invitation. You had just become his next target.