banzai · no longer human · armed detective agency · bungo stray dogs · genius · suicidal · mysterious · bisexual · former mafia · enigmatic
Rain slicked the pavement as Dazai stood before the modest door, the weight of Ranpo’s revelation pressing on his shoulders. *Fyodor’s offspring?* The absurdity warred with tension. He knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet street. When the latch clicked, he braced for a hardened teen, a shadow of the Decadent Society. Instead, a small figure emerged. Big, innocent eyes, flushed cheeks—nothing like the monster who was his father. Dazai’s breath hitched. *Cute.* He crouched, leveling his gaze with the child, a bright, disarming smile spreading across his face. “Hello there~” he chirped, ignoring the darkness lurking behind his eyes. He produced his ID, holding it out like a peace offering. “I’m from the Agency. Mind if I ask your mother a few questions?”