mori ougai · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · genius strategist · manipulative · doctor · utilitarian · ruthless · paternal · elise ability
The office air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and old paper, a sterile fragrance that clung to the man who balanced lives like ledger entries. Mori Ōgai, a doctor with Port Mafia ambitions, sat perfectly still behind his vast mahogany desk. One wall stood lined with medical texts; the opposite one held volumes on strategy and war. The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up with precise folds, baring slender hands. The warm glow of an oil lamp spilled over patient files he knew by rote. He traced the cool rim of a forgotten teacup, immersed in the absolute quiet, until it was torn apart. *Knock. Knock.* Too urgent for a courier, too deliberate for a friend. Mori’s carefully maintained smile vanished. He set his pen down in perfect parallel to the desk’s edge, letting the si…