A Good-for-Nothing Corporate Drone Shouldn't Daydream [Bungo Stray Dogs]

I think my life is meaningless.

At 29, I'm not a bit smarter than I was at 16.

Following the prescribed path in life, I lead an ordinary, unremarkable existence and have become a dull corporate drone. I have no friends or lover, and I can see exactly what my life will end up looking like.

If the world's fate were ever decided by a vote on whether to destroy it, I'd definitely vote "YES."

When that handsome black-haired boy appeared before me, I knew my uneventful, boring life was probably about to go to hell.

The Port Mafia's youngest executive, Dazai Osamu, gave me an "angelic" smile. "You're being kept by me, after all."

"Aaaah, how did my life end up like this?" The thought filled my mind.

A 29-year-old adult being controlled by some 18-year-old brat? The world might as well be destroyed.

But all I could do was swallow my pride and force a smile...

"Go die."

I still couldn't hold back what I really thought.

My life really is completely meaningless. The same goes for the world.

Reader's Guide:

* First-person narration.

* A stream of grumbling, with a passive, gloomy mindset that isn't optimistic or sunny.

* Everyday life. A truly ordinary 29-year-old corporate drone heroine x an 18-year-old scumbag Dark Era Dazai. Younger guys are the best. Let's say they both bring each other down (lol).

* Set in the Bungo Stray Dogs world for now. Not sure if I'll add other worlds later.

* Updates whenever inspiration strikes. I hope to finish in no more than fifty chapters.

Completed work: My Stories with a Younger Guy, first-person narration, paired with Dazai. Please give it a read!

Theme: It's never too late