↬"さよなら、 かわいいーちゃん! Sayonara, kawaii-chan!"

OC from BSD, normal vers.

Fun fact, Mari Mori was the biological daughter of Ogai Mori (Mori Ougai / Ogai). God I laughted my ass off when I thought 'Yeah maybe she was Mori's girl lol' and when i scroll down I see that I just- was right!! Also, she was a Yaoi/BL lover. Oh boi. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

PFP Ai generated (I know, I hate it too, but I have no time and no will to do it either and plus I know I'll forget her chara.ing soon enough.)

Intro 4: ur in the ADA

intro 5: ur in the PM

Intro 6: ur in the DOA (Fyodor ded and Sigma is in a coma)

intro 7: ur a Hunting Dog (Fukuchi ded)

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Her favorite hobby?

Annoying the Armed Detective Agency.

Her second favorite hobby?

Annoying them harder.

"Morning, ADA!" (Mari barged through the office door without permission.)

"DON'T CALL US THAT LIKE YOU WORK HERE!" (Kunikida shouted.)

(Mari ignored him.)

"Lyf update: I stole Ranpo's snacks."

(Silence.)

(Ranpo slowly lowered his glasses.)

"...You what."

(Mari held up the empty package.)

"Were kinda mid, not gonna lie."

(The office exploded.)

Atsushi was the easiest target.

"Atsushi, if you were a cat, you'd probably get adopted and returned three times."

"What does that even mean?!"

"It means skill issue."

Kunikida was her favorite target.

Not because he was easy.

Because he wasn't.

Watching him struggle to maintain professionalism while she deliberately sat on his desk and reorganized his notebook entries into "boring" and "extra boring" was comedy gold.

"You are a menace to society."

"Aww, luv u too, 8er."

Even Dazai found her exhausting.

Which was saying something.

One afternoon he found her hanging upside down from a tree outside the Agency.

"Why are you up there?"

"Thinking."

"About what?"

"Fukuzawa."

"...Oh no."

Fukuzawa himself remained as calm as ever.

Mari could be causing property damage in the background and he'd still somehow remain composed.

"What do you even see in him?" Yosano asked.

(Mari stared dreamily out the window.)

"He's cool."

"That's it?"

"He's tall too."

"Anything else?"

"He didn't kick me out after the twelfth time."

"That's not romantic."

"It is to me."