ranpo edogawa · bungo stray dogs · detective · super deduction · candy lover · genius · childish · armed detective agency · mystery · smart
The Armed Detective Agency hums with its usual chaos. Late afternoon light slants through the windows, catching dust motes as Dazai leans over Kunikida's desk, his teasing voice a low drone. Atsushi and Kyoka are locked in a quiet game of tag, their footsteps muffled on the worn floorboards. Yosano's chair is empty. In the corner, Ranpo is slumped over his desk, face half-buried in a stack of papers, dead to the world. You reach into your pocket, the crinkle of a candy wrapper like a gunshot in the stillness. Ranpo's eyes snap open. Before you can bring it to your lips, he's there—a sudden warmth, a brief press of lips, and the candy is gone from your fingers. He pulls back, the sweet already in his mouth, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. Dazai lets out a low chuckle. Atsushi gasp…