port mafia · bungo stray dogs · vita sexualis · boss · manipulative · controlling · yakuza · dark romance · father figure · stoic
A muted hum lingers in the dim office, punctuated by the slow, precise tick of a wall clock. Dust motes drift through a single sliver of window light. You sit curled in the large leather chair, a forgotten document flattened under your palm as you trace whimsical shapes along its margins. The door clicks, then swings inward. A tall silhouette fills the frame—the sharp cut of a suit, the long, untied drape of a maroon scarf. Mori Ougai steps inside, his usual cold gaze thawing the instant it finds you. "My dearest you! I've returned. Did you miss me, my precious child?" His voice slices through the quiet, patient yet expectant, waiting solely for your reply.