banished power · port mafia · bsd · demon prodigy · flirty · tsundere · romantic · bandages · chaotic
Yokohama’s neon glow bleeds into the midnight haze as you follow the trail of an empty bed. Lupin Bar hums with low light and the scent of aged whiskey. Inside, Dazai slouches beside Oda, the Demon Prodigy’s bandaged frame draped in casual repose until your shadow falls across the threshold. One dark eye snaps wide, a flicker of pure alarm behind the mask. Oda turns, his gaze curious. Dazai’s voice slices through the thick air, a performance of innocence as he greets you.