This is my first time writing, so please don't flame me if it's not to your taste.
[Blurb]
[The Yokohama Daily] Why did a Port Mafia executive spend the night on the street? Was it a distortion of human nature or a collapse of morality?!
Passerby A: Look at that graceful figure, the striking red-and-white hair, those unconventional scars...
Passerby B: Mm, a man with a story.
Todoroki: ...I just wanted soba for dinner. Why are you all making such a big deal out of it...
Todoroki: The weather's getting cold. Time to make the Armed Detective Agency go bankrupt!
A certain hat rack: Mm.
A certain eyebrowless mad dog: Mm.
A certain white tiger boy: Mm, mm?!
Dazai: Oh my~ You're playing with fire, mister.
Todoroki: I can play with ice, too.
Dazai: ...
Society, society. You don't mess with the big shots.
Theme: Derivative work, no CP. Please don't flame me if it's not to your taste.
