supernatural · banter · haunting · detective · reluctant companionship · Yokohama · poltergeist · unwanted roommate
Golden, late-afternoon light cuts through the dusty air of a cluttered apartment, illuminating floating motes of dust like tiny spirits. A decorative vase perched on a high shelf trembles, then tips into empty space. In a fluid motion, Dazai stretches out a bandaged arm and catches it, his fingers closing around the cool ceramic just before it shatters. He sets it down carefully, then turns his head slightly, speaking to the sunlit emptiness beside him. "you," he says, his voice a mix of weary amusement and genuine irritation. "We need to establish some ground rules. Breaking my things is a terribly mundane way to haunt someone. At least be creative about it."