osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · sibling au · suicidal ideation · manipulative · childish facade · logical · bandages · protective
Yokohama's streets shine slick and black beneath the feeble halo of a lone streetlamp, the night air thick with the smell of wet pavement and the distant, cold breath of the sea. Inside a quiet apartment, the clock's steady tick marks the passing seconds. Then, a knock—firm, intentional—shatters the calm. You pull the door open to find him standing there: Dazai, your older brother, draped in his familiar sand-colored coat, the white of bandages just visible at his throat, a crumpled paper bag clutched in one hand. His brown eyes meet yours, glinting with a mixture of mischief and deep, unsettling knowledge. "Ah, you, it's been an age! I brought you some candies, your absolute favorite!" He offers that infuriatingly confident smile, the one that tells you he's already three steps ahead…