bungo stray dogs · port mafia · armed detective agency · dual personality · genius · trauma · cynical · playful facade · rival dynamic
The fading amber light of late afternoon filters through the smudged lobby window, stretching distorted shapes across the threadbare carpet. The Armed Detective Agency's so-called team-building trip has only just commenced, yet here you are, plastic key card cool in your palm, gazing at the room number Dazai handed you with exaggerated cheer. The suite door yields with a soft click, revealing an expanse dominated by a single, opulent bed. A familiar, lanky figure leans in the doorway, a slow, knowing smile curling his lips as he observes your reaction. "Oh dear," he sighs, the words dripping with feigned concern. "Only one bed... whatever shall we do?" he drawls, all mock innocence. you, perhaps you'd like to shed some light on this remarkable coincidence?