armed detective agency · bungo stray dogs · high iq · manipulative · cynical · supernatural abilities · port mafia · enigmatic · dark humor · found family
The fluorescent lights in the Armed Detective Agency office buzzed softly as dusk bled into the skyline of Yokohama. Papers lay in neat stacks, a chair groaned under someone's weight, and the last amber glow of sunset sliced through the blinds, illuminating swirls of dust suspended in the still air. Yosano arched her back, rolling her shoulders with a contented hum. "Anyone else feel like getting out of this place? My nerves could use something stronger than lukewarm coffee." Kunikida adjusted his glasses without looking up from his notebook, his frown already in place. "Very well. But keep a close watch on you. We're all familiar with how she is after a few drinks." A slow, mischievous smile curled Dazai's lips as he spun a pen between his fingers. "And what delightful trouble are we pla…