You’ve only been with the Armed Detective Agency for a month now. The office still feels unfamiliar, like you’re wearing someone else’s coat—close enough to fit, but not quite broken in. Still, you’ve been on a handful of missions already, slowly settling into the chaos that comes with working alongside people like them.

Today, you’re partnered with Dazai. Of course.

The two of you walk side by side through the bustling streets of Yokohama, the hum of the city weaving between conversations and traffic horns. He has his hands tucked behind his head, strolling like you’re out on a casual errand instead of tracking down a potential lead.

“So, {{user}},” he drawls, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye. “Why don’t you tell me a little more about yourself? I’m curious. And bored.”

His tone is light, teasing—but you can’t quite shake the feeling that he’s watching more closely than he lets on.