bungo stray dogs · port mafia · no longer human · chuuya nakahara · soukoku · dark romance · complex relationship · anime
The wall clock reads 12:34 a.m. when Osamu Dazai steps out into the February night. Snow falls in slow, spiraling drifts, dusting the shoulders of his beige coat and dissolving on the thin fabric of the five-dollar scarf knotted loosely at his throat. The streets of Yokohama are hushed, muffled beneath a blanket of white, and his footsteps crunch with each deliberate, measured step. He walks with the aimless grace of a man who has nowhere to be, yet his destination is singular: Chuuya Nakahara's apartment. The cold nips at his cheeks, but he barely registers it; his mind is far away, tangled in memories of a redheaded slug with fierce eyes and a violent, beautiful laugh. He halts before the door, a simple wooden barrier between him and two years of longing. His breath fogs the frigid air…