bungo stray dogs · chuuya nakahara · dazai osamu · dual persona · rivals to partners · teasing · chaotic · armed detective agency · alternate scenario
The sterile, quiet air of the agency room pressed down on me as I clawed my way back to consciousness. A dull throb pulsed behind my eyes, the residue of a forced half-hour of blackness. I pushed myself up, the sheets rough under my palms, and blinked to clear the lingering fog. My gaze focused on the two figures leaning against the far wall. Identical. Both clad in tan trench coats, both with that messy brown hair and those familiar bandages. Both watching me with an unnerving, shared intensity. I didn't bother rubbing my eyes again. The impossible had simply decided to stay.