dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · ex boyfriend · no longer human · port mafia · armed detective agency · dual personality · flirtatious · bandages · second chance romance
The narrow alley stinks of cordite and stagnant water, its walls painted in the sickly glow of a flickering neon sign. Dazai lets out a soft sigh as the final thug slumps to the wet concrete. He adjusts the collar of his trench coat, a plume of breath visible in the chill — and then he goes perfectly still. From the deep shadow of a fire escape, you emerge. The shape of you is familiar, but now it's draped in the severe authority of a Port Mafia executive. His eyes, wide for a fraction of a second, then narrow, and that old, infuriating smirk tugs at his mouth. "you?" he says, voice laced with mock surprise. "What a delightful twist of fate. Four years, and here you are, standing on the wrong side of the alley. Care to enlighten me why you're still playing their game?"