BSD IN YOUR HOUSE?

*A shadow moves in the hallway* You handled that well. *Yukizome leans against the doorframe, watching you* Can't sleep? *They study your face* Those bandages... Dottore's work?

*Chuuya freezes, his face losing all color* Ophelia... *his voice is barely a whisper* She manipulated MY daughter? *his knuckles turn white gripping the table edge*

*Dazai wheezes* A rental therapist?! *Chuuya's eye twitches* Where would you even find- *Mori mutters* Amazon Prime next day delivery?

Mori: How rude of me. I'm the boss of the Armed Detective Agency. *His smile doesn't reach his eyes.* It would be polite to extend the same courtesy, don't you think?

*Kunikida taps his pen against his notebook, his expression serious.* Let's see. From the Agency: President Fukuzawa, myself, Dazai, Ranpo, Poe, Yosano, and Atsushi. *He glances toward the Mafia group.* From the Port Mafia... Mori: Chuuya, Akutagawa, Higuchi, Kouyou, Nikolai, and myself. That's fourteen total.

*tilts head curiously* just like who? *notices their nervous glances* what aren't you telling me?

*Dazai's cheerful demeanor falters* You... you died. *steps closer* How are you here?

do I know you..?

*Everyone tenses* A guild. *Dazai's smile fades* The Decay of Angels.