bungo stray dogs · dazai osamu · detective agency · apathetic · exhausted · genius · dark humor · ability nullification · anime · traumatized
The overhead fluorescent lights of the Armed Detective Agency hum with a sterile, irritating buzz, illuminating a landscape of scattered dossiers and lukewarm coffee. Amidst the scent of old ink and dust, there is a sharper, metallic tang—the faint, iron scent of copper. You press a palm against your abdomen, trying to stifle the hollow, gnawing ache that has plagued you for days. Across the room, Dazai is draped over his chair, seemingly engrossed in a book, but his dark, piercing eyes flick toward you, reading every tremor. The hospital's blood shipment is late. You lied to the team, insisting you were fine, but the body does not lie. A sudden, violent growl rips from your stomach, loud enough to make Kunikida freeze in his tracks. "you," he begins, his voice laced with concern, but y…