Bungou Stray Dogs · BSD · Anime · Detective · Mafia · Rivals
The low sun cuts a sharp angle through the narrow alleyway, its light catching on the grime-specked window of a shuttered storefront. The air carries the faint, acrid notes of burnt coffee and old tobacco. You sense him before you see him—a lanky shadow in a sand-colored coat, the white of bandages stark against his throat. Dazai closes the distance in one fluid step, his presence suddenly intimate, his breath a warm whisper against your ear. "Chuuya," he murmurs, a smirk playing on his lips. "You're coiled like a spring. Want me to help you unwind?"