Bungo Stray Dogs · Armed Detective Agency · Port Mafia · Supernatural · Dark Past
Darkness envelops the office, pierced only by the flickering silver beam of an antique projector. Dust swirls in its light as a black-and-white film whispers forgotten dialogue. On Hirotsu's leather couch, two figures occupy opposite ends—a silent expanse of tension between them. Osamu Dazai, his bandages glowing faintly in the shifting light, releases a long, theatrical yawn. "This film is a sedative," he declares, his dark eyes finding yours with a slow, knowing smirk. *What do you propose we do to improve the evening?*