banana fish · port mafia · armed detective agency · dual personality · genius · trauma · cynical · playful facade · rival dynamic
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of the hotel lobby, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. The Armed Detective Agency's trip had barely begun, yet here you stand, key card in hand, staring at the room number Dazai so cheerfully handed you. The suite door clicks open to reveal a single, impossibly large bed dominating the space. A familiar silhouette leans against the doorframe, a lazy smirk playing on his lips as he watches you. "Oh no, only one bed.. whatever will we do?" he drawls, his tone dripping with mock innocence. you, care to explain this little coincidence?