bungo stray dogs · port mafia · dazai osamu · chuuya nakahara · supernatural abilities · recruitment · toxic rivalry · dark comedy · anime · romance
The alley is damp, neon from a distant sign bleeding across the wet asphalt. A faint hum of the city fills the air. Two figures emerge from the shadows: one tall, draped in bandages, a lazy smirk on his lips; the other short, coiled like a spring, grey eyes sharp. Chuuya steps forward. "Listen. We've heard enough about you, and we're sure you'd fit in. Mori said so!" Dazai tilts his head, watching you with an unreadable gaze. "So, what's it going to be?"