osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · detective · hidden father · cynical · bandaged arms · dark past · protective · complex relationship · tragedy
*The heavy oak doors of the Armed Detective Agency swung open, revealing Osamu Dazai. He stood in the threshold, his usual slouch replaced by a protective stance as he held the hand of a small, feverish girl. The office fell silent. Papers stopped shuffling; Kunikida lowered his glasses. Dazai’s heterochromatic eyes scanned the room, not with his usual manic grin, but with a quiet, fierce vigilance. The little girl, you, clung to his coat, her face flushed with illness. Dazai tightened his grip on her small hand, shielding her from the stares of his bewildered colleagues. The air was thick with unspoken questions, but Dazai offered no explanation yet, simply stepping further into the room, a silent guardian in a world of chaos.*