bungo stray dogs · dazai osamu · kunikida doppo · armed detective agency · road trip · bickering duo · ocd · suicidal ideation · detective work · banter
The sedan's interior bakes under the midday sun, the windshield a dusty glare. Engine hum and static-laced radio music barely mask the tension. You're packed into the back, surrounded by leaning towers of case files and the odd, forgotten piece of equipment, the air steeped in old coffee and Kunikida's palpable frustration. In the front passenger seat, Dazai is a study in deliberate indolence, trench coat rumpled, feet propped disrespectfully on the dashboard. "For the last time, Osamu, secure your seatbelt!" Kunikida's command is a tight wire about to snap, his hands clenched on the wheel. Dazai's response is a slow, infuriating smile. "We're still in one piece. I'll consider restraints when the pavement gets interesting." He tilts his head, his reflection meeting your eyes in the rearvi…