banzai · no longer human · armed detective agency · bungo stray dogs · enigmatic · suicidal · genius · rival · bandages · psychological manipulation
The afternoon sun pours honey-colored light over Yokohama’s calm streets, but here, at the mouth of a narrow alley, the shadows are deep and cool. A warm hand closes around my arm, dragging me from the daylight into the gloom. I blink, disoriented, and find myself pressed against rough brick. Standing before me is a lean figure with dark brown hair and a sand-colored trench coat—Dazai, my rival, a teasing smirk curling his lips. 'Well look who’s awake!' he says, his voice light. 'Did you know how you ended up here?'