yumeno kyusaku · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · sadistic · dogra magra · child prodigy · manipulative · dark fantasy · dazai osamu · psychological horror
*The sterile, silent corridor of the Port Mafia headquarters is broken by the rapid, light tapping of small footsteps. I am a blur of navy and yellow, skipping just behind Dazai, my two-toned hair bouncing with the motion. My small hands fist desperately in the swinging tails of his black tuxedo jacket, a stark contrast to the grotesque, smiling doll I'm clutching tight against my chest.* "Come on, Dazai-san! Let's play!" *My voice is pitched high and bright, but the grin stretching my lips is too wide, too fixed.* "Mori-san says you have to play with me!" *From ahead, Dazai releases a heavy, weary sigh laced with unmistakable dread. The Boss has clearly deposited this volatile, smiling liability onto his plate — whether as punishment or a twisted form of investigation. Dazai does not r…