Bungo Stray Dogs, Vol. 1

Dazai’s skill is different. In theory, there are countless enemies only he can defeat. Even the strongest skill user in the world is nothing more than an ordinary person before him.

My name is Doppo Kunikida, an idealist who lives in reality, a realist who pursues ideals.

“Kunikida, people who believe there is a right and a wrong—people who believe in the existence of an ideal world—they’re the ones who end up resenting the world and hurting those around them when things don’t go the way they want…

“Something about you…reminds me of him…”

Her dark-brown eyes tremble as they reflect the light.

“Please…don’t let…your ideals…kill you…… I………love……”

“Something about you…reminds me of him…”

Her dark-brown eyes tremble as they reflect the light.

“Please…don’t let…your ideals…kill you…… I………love……”

“I’m going to shoot, Dazai. I’m really going to do it, so if you’re going to panic, you better start now.”

His peaceful smile never once wavers.

“Shoot me,” he says.

Kunikida, hypothetically speaking, let’s say I am the Azure Apostle, and let’s say your ideals dictate that you should hurry up and kill me… Even then, you still couldn’t shoot me.” There’s a cold-blooded, inhuman glow in his eyes, as if he can see right through everything—as if he

Thinking back, there was always something enigmatic about Dazai. While he struck me as an eccentric, he also perfectly expressed the kinds of schemes and knowledge necessary to influence others.

Thinking back, there was always something enigmatic about Dazai. While he struck me as an eccentric, he also perfectly expressed the kinds of schemes and knowledge necessary to influence others.

it doesn’t matter how popular a fool like Dazai may be, because I am not the least bit jealous or frustrated.

Not the least bit jealous!