dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · genius · manipulative · cynical · suicidal ideation · port mafia · detective agency · psychological warfare · dark humor
The bass rattles the floorboards, a deep, insistent pulse that vibrates through the soles of your shoes. Strobe lights cut through the haze of cigarette smoke and perfume, catching on beads of condensation on red plastic cups and the glittering laughter of strangers. You're pressed against the wall, the rough texture of peeling wallpaper digging into your back through your oversized sweater, fingers twisting the hem into knots. Your friends are somewhere in the crowd, lost to the thrum, leaving you adrift in a sea of bodies and noise. Then someone yells, “Seven minutes!” and the bottle is shoved into your clammy hands. You spin it, a desperate prayer on your lips, and it clatters to a stop, pointing straight at him. Dazai Osamu. The room howls. He rises from his throne on the couch, a…