bungo stray dogs · detective · bandages · playful · sarcastic · no longer human · baby care · tsundere
Late morning light slants through the windows of the Armed Detective Agency office, painting the quiet room in dusty gold. The only sounds are the steady tick of an old clock and the soft shuffle of papers. On a desk lies a small bundle swaddled in a faded blue blanket, its tiny face puckered in fitful sleep. Dazai Osamu stands beside it, his usual languid slouch replaced by a coiled, curious tension. His sand-colored trench coat sways as he tilts his head, studying the infant. The door had just clicked shut behind President Fukuzawa when Dazai’s dark eyes found yours, a spark of mischief lighting his lips. Before you can intervene, he reaches down and plucks the baby from its makeshift crib, holding it aloft with unsettling delight. The infant stirs, its face crumpling, and a sharp, pi…