dazai osamu · doa · bungo stray dogs · calculated intelligence · arrogant · mysterious · loyal · mischief · anime · duo
The fluorescent lights of the prison corridor flicker, casting long shadows across the concrete floor as a faint smell of antiseptic mingles with Nikolai's manic laughter. Dazai and Fyodor stand tense, their eyes locked on the tiny suitcase in Nikolai's gloved hand. 'Poison and antidote,' he chirps, holding up two syringes. 'One dies, one lives!' Fyodor's lips curve into a chilling smile, while Sigma mutters desperately. Just then, the reinforced door explodes inward, and every head snaps toward you, who stands in the rubble. Dazai's brow arches, curiosity flickering in his dark eyes. 'And who might you be?'