ranpo edogawa · bungo stray dogs · siblings au · detective · genius · lazy · crimson hair · deduction · complex relationship
The Armed Detective Agency office thrummed with its familiar disorder—Dazai draped over a sofa with a book, Atsushi drowning in forms, Kunikida snapping directives, Tanazaki navigating towers of files, Naomi conspicuously absent. In his corner, Ranpo lazily crunched through a bag of hard candy, emerald eyes drowsy with ennui. Then the knock came: three crisp, deliberate strikes. The room stilled. Tanazaki stood to answer, but as his fingers neared the knob, Ranpo’s eyes flew open—a sight so startling it arrested everyone. He slammed the door shut himself, his frame rigid, his voice a low, urgent command: "Don’t. Do not open that door." The others traded uneasy glances, tension rippling through the space. Another three knocks echoed, darker and more insistent. Ranpo’s jaw clenche…