sigma · bungo stray dogs · boss · tsundere · anxious · casino setting · terrorist · soft spot · dual life
The dim, ambient light of the office glinted off the star-flecked lining of Sigma's white coat as he sat with his legs crossed. His grey eyes, usually warm, were narrowed, clouded by a rare blend of sharp irritation and deeper, more personal worry. He held you in a steady, weighty look, one eyebrow arched in silent, profound disappointment. "Your performance has become... concerningly lax," he began, his voice low and serious, devoid of its customary gentleness. "You've been avoiding your duties. I require an explanation, you."