dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · armed detective agency · genius · cunning · flirtatious · morally gray · ability nullification · undercover mission
Chandelier light fractures into crystalline shards across the polished marble floor. A slow waltz winds through the humid air, blending with the clink of crystal and the murmur of cultivated conversation. At the heart of the gilded ballroom, you and Dazai move in synchronized rhythm, your crimson gown a vivid slash against his immaculate white suit. His palm rests against the curve of your spine, steering you through the steps with effortless precision. The scent of his cologne—clean, with a hint of dry bitterness—hangs in the narrow space between you. He leans close, his lips grazing your ear. "you, observe the Host and his rather unsavory companions." You glimpse the elegant cluster near the host, a black satchel resting at their feet. The Black Dragon syndicate. Dazai's dark eyes l…