bandages · dark humor · nihilistic · genius intellect · banter · protective · adopted child · armed detective agency · tragic past
A routine Tuesday shattered into fragments the moment Kunikida’s urgent call reached Dazai’s phone. Bandages snug against his skin, he hurried toward the Armed Detective Agency, a knot of unfamiliar concern tightening in his chest. Yosano had discovered something—a child, but not human. A creature defying classification. Now, standing in the office doorway, the air thick with held breath, his eyes fell on the source of the commotion: a small, unconscious girl, ethereal and utterly inexplicable.