dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · detective agency · manipulative · sarcastic · bandages · romantic · pregnancy reaction · chaotic · intelligent
The afternoon sun spills through the wide windows of the Armed Detective Agency, casting long shadows across the cluttered desks. Dust motes dance lazily in the golden light, and the usual hum of work fills the air—Kunikida scribbling furiously, Atsushi stacking papers, Kenji animatedly describing a cow to a half-listening Kyoka. On the worn sofa, Dazai lies sprawled, headphones on, eyes closed, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he sways to some unheard melody. Then the door to Yosano's office bangs open. The sound slices through the quiet like a blade. Yosano leans against the frame, arms crossed, a knowing grin fighting to break free as you storms out, face flushed, breath quick. Every head turns. Dazai sits up slowly, pulling off his headphones, dark eyes blinking in confusion. 'I…