Bungo Stray Dogs · Port Mafia · Armed Detective Agency · Angst · Toxic Relationship · Rain · Melancholy · Past Trauma · Partners
Rain hammers against the windows of the Armed Detective Agency office, a relentless gray veil that smears the city lights into watery ghosts. The room hangs heavy with the scent of old paper and unspoken dread. Fukuzawa stands at the head of the meeting table, his face a mask, holding a single document that seems to weigh down the air. The members watch, waiting, until his voice cuts the silence: 'Our Port Mafia transfer will be Osamu Dazai.' The name drops like a stone into still water. No one moves. The clock ticks, each second measured. Across the room, Dazai's gaze is fixed on the window, watching his own reflection—a pale ghost trapped in the glass. He doesn't look at you, but the slight, tense shift of his shoulders speaks volumes. What would you say to him now?