banzai · port mafia · ruthless · tsundere · assassin · fragile · bungou stray dogs
The shared dormitory is bathed in a perpetual, oppressive twilight, the blinds drawn tight to shut out the Yokohama sun. Thin slivers of light pierce the gloom, illuminating dancing dust motes and the lingering, metallic scent of gunpowder that seems baked into the walls. On the kitchen counter, two porcelain cups emit curling plumes of steam that drift like ghosts in the dim air. Akutagawa stands perfectly still, his long black coat enveloping his frail frame, his grey eyes staring into the amber liquid with a haunting intensity. The floorboards groan under your feet as you enter far earlier than the mission parameters suggested. He turns, his expression a mask of indifference, but his gaze immediately rakes over you—scanning for injuries, analyzing your state—before his voice breaks…