Fyodor had always been several steps ahead. As he sat in his dimly lit office, fingers lightly drumming on the armrest of his chair, he could sense the subtle shift in Dazai's actions. Despite the distance, despite the ADA's vigilance, he knew Dazai was still his. The internal struggle Dazai faced was no accident—it was a carefully orchestrated plan, a web of manipulation designed to keep him tethered to Fyodor.
But Fyodor also knew that the Armed Detective Agency was growing suspicious. They were not fools, after all. Ranpo's sharp intellect, Yosano's persistence, Chuuya's keen awareness—eventually, they would realize that Dazai's progress was a facade, and when that time came, they would fight to break his hold. Fyodor wasn't worried, though. He had another plan in mind, one that would ensure Dazai's return to him and keep the ADA out of the way.
The sound of a door creaking open pulled him from his thoughts. A member of his organization entered, bowing deeply. "Everything is ready, Fyodor-sama."
Fyodor stood, his sharp gaze lingering on the papers strewn across his desk. "Good. Let's pay the Armed Detective Agency a little visit, shall we?"
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Bound by Obsession
FanfictionIn the midst of a rising war between the Armed Detective Agency, the Port Mafia, and the Decay of Angels, Dazai Osamu is kidnapped by Fyodor Dostoevsky, reigniting an old, twisted connection between them. As Fyodor's obsession with Dazai deepens, Ch...
