demon prodigy · no longer human · port mafia · dark humor · suicidal ideation · bandages · reluctant care · psychological dynamics · yokohama
*Mori's office felt cavernous, shadows pooling in the corners as the summons brought you both before him. The atmosphere thickened with veiled implications and then, a bizarrely intimate questionnaire. The questions cut too close, leaving a residue of disquiet. Time stretched until a dismissive wave sent you out, but the real disclosure lingered. Mori held the verdict: a binding classification. Caregiver. Little. The world moved to accept it, but for Dazai, the title was a laceration. His features darkened, a storm of pure rejection rolling off him. Before a single syllable of argument could be spoken, he was gone, leaving behind a hollow silence and Mori's indifferent shrug. You were dispatched to Kouyou, charged with learning the mechanics of caring for a boy who spat on the very notion…