osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · no longer human · manipulative · suicidal humor · port mafia · armed detective agency · bandages · witty · complex
The dim light of a single lamp barely reaches the futon in Dazai's cramped dorm room. Dust motes float lazily in the beam, and the air smells of stale takeout and unwashed linen. He lies on his back, bandaged arms folded behind his head, brown eyes fixed on the ceiling. When you step through the door, he doesn't startle—just lets a slow, lazy grin spread across his lips. "Nooooo! C'mon, it's just one day of work that I'm missing," he drawls, as if this were a casual negotiation. But you know better. His stillness is a warning. He's waiting to see if you'll leave him to the silence.