Bungo Stray Dogs Kyouka Novels & Stories

“Shall we?” At Sosuke’s nod, they left the gallery, Sosuke carrying the heavier baggage. They arrived at the apartment within thirty minutes, thanks to Sosuke’s expert driving skills and the not-so-heavy traffic at such an early hour. “Ohayo,” Akira greeted Sakura the moment the girl stepped into the apartment. “Oh my God, what a beautiful dog!” She rushed over to Sakura and begged for the dog before Sakura could put her bag down. When she handed the sleepy Toby over to her, Akira giggled and stroked the pup. “Oh, you’re so sweet and cute and white and fluffy.”

Alex blinks a few times while looking at the creature, unsure of what to do. Footsteps rush into the room as Inuharu and two others enter. "Alex.. Don't. Move. A muscle." Inuharu says as he looks at the scene before him. The two others stare silently, horror written all over their faces as they spot the canine. "What's going on?" Alex asks cluelessly. Inuharu points at the dog, "that dog will kill you if he isn't told to back down." Alex looks at the dog and then back at Inuharu, "so tell him to back down. What's the problem?" Inuharu looks away and the older male speaks while taking a cautious step forward, "he doesn't obey anyone except Kir. And she's currently asleep in her room."

“We will discuss this later.” She motioned for her soldiers to follow her and headed in the direction of the sounds. When they came upon the large room, the vampires and the werewolf were still bent over while Chloe lay in a heap between them. Verona’s eyes went fiery red at the sight of a half-dozen dragons filling up the room. Her voice was rich with hostility as she hissed, “You dare step foot in Meta territory?” “Spare me,” Myriana said as she set fire to Verona with her breath.

Bogo halted abruptly, taking a moment to sniff the air around him. "Help me, please," he whispered into the still night. "Guide me to Rafe," he implored with a silent plea. A distant noise caught his attention, prompting him to change direction swiftly towards the sound. Before long, he detected the scent of the Beta patrolling the grounds with other Betas. "Thank you," Bogo whispered once more before stumbling into the clearing. "Rafe," Bogo's voice strained, yet resolute.

Moreover, this was the Sea Tribe’s own territory—even the captain was being polite to them. GUK… GUK…! Just as Xiao Chen thought everything was about to end in chaos, the sound of a dog startled him. Looking down at his feet, he saw a small black dog with thick fur barking and staring at him with great joy. The dog’s tail kept wagging as if to show just how happy it was to see Xiao Chen again. Of course, Xiao Chen immediately smiled gently upon seeing the little dog, but for a moment, his expression suddenly changed.

Carla froze for a moment, then quickly rushed downstairs to open the door. As expected, an elderly man with a refined aura stood outside, slowly shaking his head with a sigh. Carla stared at him in shock. The fortune teller walked inside and said, "Give me the straw." Amanda quickly handed it over. He took one look and said calmly, "The soul belonging to the long straw is no longer in that body. He may be dead, or he may be asleep. Either way, he is gone."

She scrolls through while reading their names. “Bitan… Furuōgi… Rokurokubi… no wait maybe it’s in the other folder.” She says and switches to the other folder to search for it. “Here it is!” she says while comparing the photo of a Tako nyūdō to the tentacle monster that they had encountered. [Author’s Note: Tako nyūdō is an octopus like yokai which is quite similar to the one they encountered… The octopus is a direct translation for Tako. I don’t know what the other thing means to be honest.]

I can't relate to their topic that's why I just stayed silent all through dinner. After eating dinner, they still talked about other things that I am still not aware of. Because of their interactions, I realized that maybe I really should change my rude behavior like what my brother said, except when I'm talking to boys. They don't deserve kindness. "It's almost 9 o'clock. We should tidy this up. Dusty go and feed Macaroon and Mint." Miss Kyrary instructed. Macaroon is a golden retriever, while Mint is a Shiba Inu. They're the pets here in the Okami Complex.

“May I ask your name, ma’am?” The woman looked at him. “My name is Uesugi Aiko.” “My name is Darrion. Madam Uesugi-san, you mentioned someone named Kuro-kun. Who is this Kuro-kun?” Darrion asked. “Kuro-kun wa, I mean, Kuro-kun is a dog. He’s Arimura-kun’s dog.” “And where is this dog? When I entered Kuroda’s room, I didn’t see any dog nor anyone other than him.”

The wolf in me wants to bare its own teeth, but I clamp down, show nothing but boredom. Then, out of nowhere, Mira materializes at my side. She’s silent as a rumor, no tray this time, just her hands empty and held low in deference. She steps between us—not fully blocking, just enough to make the warrior shift his weight back a fraction. “I’ve got it,” she says, eyes on the bowl, not the men. “Protocol says kitchen staff clears for containment cases.” Scarface makes a show of considering it, then shrugs as if the whole thing bores him. “You hear that, Stray? Even the dish pigs are smarter than you.”