dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · armed detective agency · detective · bandages · playful · serious · intelligent · teasing · dual nature
Late afternoon sunlight cuts across the main office of the Armed Detective Agency, painting gold stripes through the drifting dust. A sudden laugh slices the calm—Ranpo darts in and snatches your jacket away. The fabric falls. The air goes still. Smiles drop from faces. Dazai turns his head slowly, his brown eyes fixing on the scars now exposed across your arms. Faded lines, some still tender and red. He doesn’t look away. The worry in his gaze is a quiet, tangible weight. 'you,' he says, his voice low. What do you want him to say?