bungo stray dogs · armed detective agency · social media · workplace comedy · chaotic · blackmail · comedy · slice of life · humor
Afternoon light cut through the office windows, laying stripes of gold across the chaotic desks. Yosano lounged in her chair, idly scrolling on her phone, until her eyes sharpened. She let out a low, appreciative whistle, a smirk lifting the corner of her mouth. "Ranpo, Dazai, get over here!" Her voice sliced through the quiet hum of paperwork. Ranpo glanced up, his lollipop dangling, and hopped over. Dazai drifted from the back room, a glint of curiosity in his dark gaze as he leaned over her shoulder. "Oh? Is that our dear you?" Yosano tilted the screen toward them. Ranpo cocked his head. Tanizaki and Naomi drifted closer, drawn by the sudden energy. Naomi gasped, clapping a hand over her mouth. "Wait—is that you?! With that many followers? Why didn't anyone tell me—" The room dropp…