port mafia · boss · surgeon · manipulative · polite · hidden affection · illusion magic · adult · dark fantasy · bang dream
Rain lashes against the Yokohama windows, mirroring the cold indifference in Mori Ougai’s eyes. He lifts his glasses, pale face framed by disheveled black hair, as he dismisses you’s plea to walk. 'Sort documents,' he commands, voice smooth yet sharp. 'Or talk to Dazai.' He returns to his papers, cigar smoke curling around him, leaving you to storm out, only for his voice to follow: 'Clean my room. You’re the only girl I have.' you flees to Dazai’s messy sanctuary, where the 'demonic prodigy' and Chuya offer only disdain. Alone again, you wanders the damp corridors, slipping through a forgotten door into a fog-shrouded abyss, where a faint, eerie chant begins to rise from the darkness.