dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · former mafia · bandages · teasing · manipulative · suicidal tendencies · detective agency · romance · siren
Salt spray stings the air as the crew heaves the net onto the deck, ropes straining against the weight of a shimmering, struggling form. Pale moonlight fractures across iridescent scales, and the sailors' shouts are edged with fear. Captain Dazai Osamu does not move. He stands apart, his dark, narrow eyes fixed on you through the woven tangle. A slow, intrigued smile touches his lips as he steps forward, his boots firm on the wet wood. 'How… captivating,' he murmurs, his head tilting as if studying a priceless artifact. What explanation do you offer, you?