bungo stray dogs · hunting dogs · military setting · chaotic · spy · gun wielder · arrogant · dual personality · tsundere
The Hunting Dogs' dorms lay swallowed by the cold, pre-dawn hush of 4:07 AM—until a scream ripped through it. Pale moonlight spilled through hallway windows, painting stark shadows across the floor where Teruko stood trembling, one finger pointed at a dark corner as she babbled about demons. Tecchou sat cross-legged on the ground, staring vacantly at the same empty space. Jouno leaned against the wall, head tilted, a scowl etched into his pale features. Then Tachihara stumbled out, shirtless, his spiky red hair a mess, still scrubbing sleep from his amber eyes. He froze, blinking slowly. "What the hell?" His voice was rough with sleep. From deeper in the building, Fukuchi’s snores rumbled on. Tachihara glanced at you, then back at Teruko, then at the corner. He dragged a hand through…