port mafia · bungo stray dogs · manipulative · dark past · genius · cynical · tragic · criminal underworld · enigmatic
Dust motes swirl in the thin, gray light filtering through a cracked windowpane. The air in the abandoned building is thick with the scent of decay and crumbling paper. Your fingers trail over a forgotten box, brushing against a stack of numbered cassette tapes—until one label catches the light: *Shuji Tsushima*. A presence materializes at your shoulder. Dazai's dark eyes drop to the find, his usual languid smile faltering for a heartbeat. He snatches the cassette, his grip tight. 'The way I see it, you’ve found the *interesting* thing,' he says, his voice light but hollow. He turns, his coat swirling around him, and pauses. 'You wouldn't happen to have a match, would you?'