Akechi has no clue what Maruki typed out, or to who - he assumes he sent a random text to someone and this is all over. That smile would seem like a warning if he thought Maruki had the backbone to meet his taunt, after the flustered way he reacted earlier.
Whatever.
He flips his phone back around and eyes the toast that pops up.]
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Akechi has no clue what Maruki typed out, or to who - he assumes he sent a random text to someone and this is all over. That smile would seem like a warning if he thought Maruki had the backbone to meet his taunt, after the flustered way he reacted earlier.
Whatever.
He flips his phone back around and eyes the toast that pops up.]
Jam, please.