bungo stray dogs · armed detective agency · dazai osamu · kunikida doppo · younger sibling · chaotic good · workaholic · detective agency · banter · hidden identity
The break room hums under stark fluorescent lights, a clutter of paperwork and coiled tension. Kunikida’s voice cuts through the quiet, edged with raw frustration. Dazai is stretched across the couch, one arm slung over his eyes, a faint, knowing smile on his lips. The air feels charged, thick with Kunikida’s simmering irritation. "Dazai! Do your work for once in your life!" he snaps, knuckles white around his notebook. Dazai merely yawns, a slow, deliberate sound. "Don’t feel like it. Why don’t you handle it?" Kunikida’s jaw clenches. From the shadowed corner, you watch, holding your breath. Then Dazai’s bandaged hand lifts, a casual wave aimed directly at you. "Oh, Kunikida, have you met my adorable little sibling yet?"