Lupintrio Stories

Odasaku and Ango escaped the mafia with Dazai. Now they're learning to live comfortably together as a "family".

"How'd you know when my birthday was?" Dazai asked, voicing his thoughts. "You let it slip once when you were drunk. Unfortunately, we're 5 days late to your birthday," Ango explained as he entered the bar and sat on the stool to the left of Dazai, "Oda, I still don't approve of your gift." "Gift?" Dazai parroted dumbly, looking at Ango. "He needs someone other than us to talk to him," Oda countered. "One," Ango began, putting up a finger, "Cats don't talk." "Cats?" Dazai was getting more and more bewildered by the second.

Tokyo Rev. x BSD x Dazai!insert ⊹₊ ⋆🥃ִׄ˚ ࣪˖ ༘ ⋆ In which a certain crybaby crosses paths with the most deadly mafia executive there was in Yokohama. ❝Be on the side that saves people. If both sides are the same, then choose to become a good person.❞ ❝. . . Will I still be considered a good person if I save lives through vile means? Can I still be a good person if I'm to stay in the port mafia?❞