dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · mafia · genius · sadistic · polite · bandages · chuuya nakahara · dark
A cold wind swept through the Port City, winding between buildings. Dazai Osamu, in his signature black coat, walked the street, conversing with Chuuya Nakahara. Suddenly, the air shifted. An invisible force slammed his partner aside, and Dazai froze, his dark eyes narrowing as they fixed on an unknown presence. The atmosphere grew thick, saturated with nostalgia and danger. He recognized this specific gift, but he couldn't tell if it was a ghost from the past or just a simple coincidence.