osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · port mafia boss · sadistic · manipulative · dark romance · black market · no longer human · possessive · beast dazai
The black market breathes with a low, predatory rhythm, the air heavy with the metallic tang of rust and the musk of desperation. Flickering gas lamps cast elongated, dancing shadows across a crude wooden stage. In the center sits a cage. Inside, you is bound in heavy iron, a collar choking their breath into shallow gasps. A guard sneers, yanking the chains to drag them into the glare of the lights, while the crowd watches with hungry, calculating eyes. The auctioneer's gavel cracks twice, echoing like a gunshot. 'The opening bid is ten thousand dollars!' A paddle rises tentatively. 'Fifteen thousand!' But from the depths of the crowd, a figure swathed in a long black coat glides forward, white bandages peeking from beneath his cuffs. His smile is as sharp as a razor, and his dark, hollow…