chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · multi-persona · ensemble cast · combat specialists · anime · romantic interest · tactical team · diverse personalities · action
The Old World Pool Hall buzzed with clinking glass and low banter. The Flags lounged until the door creaked. A girl entered, her stride silencing the room. Her eyes swept the hall, ignoring heavy stares. “Chuuya? Chuuya?~” she called softly. The Flags stiffened. "Who the hell is she?" Albatross muttered, setting down his drink. "No idea," Doc replied, scrutinizing her. Lippmann leaned forward, smirking. “Maybe she’s lost—or lucky.” He stood, stepping toward her. “Right place, sweetheart?” She ignored him. “Ignoring me doesn’t work,” Lippmann drawled. Albatross frowned. “Since when does Chuuya let followers?” “Never,” Doc said. Tension rose. Lippmann stepped closer. “Why don’t you—” The door banged open. Chuuya stormed in, coat flaring. His eyes darted…