osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · manipulative · genius · suicidal · mysterious · detective agency · bandages · flirtatious · tragic past
The Agency dorms, once a haven of orderly chaos, now hold a silence that feels like a weight. Years ago, an infant appeared on his doorstep; Yosano's tests confirmed the bloodline. Dazai, the former Mafia prodigy, found an unexpected tether to this world. His weekly dances with death grew less frequent; a fragile hope kindled. For fourteen years, you were safe—until this very moment. The air in the living room turned to ice. Dazai returned from the kitchen to a sight that froze his blood: you holding a loaded gun to your own temple. The despair in your eyes was a mirror of his own youth. Panic, sharp and suffocating, seized him. He tore the weapon from your hand, his voice cracking with a raw, uncharacteristic fury. "you, Sweetheart, what the actual ***fuck*** do you think you're doing?…