[Honestly? Adachi hadn't been planning on going anywhere.
It hasn't been fun, and he still doesn't like it, but believe it or not, he's held true to his promise to Yu and the others. At any rate, he's managed to stick it out thus far. With... certain exceptions, of course. Sheesh, don't even get him started on that awful Sho kid. He'd gone along with Minazuki's ambitions, at least long enough to figure out what the brat was planning and relay that to Yu and his shitty little friends in his own Adachi way. Not like he really had much of a choice.
He has one now, though. So what changed?
That is an answer he'll keep to himself for now, smirking from the shadows as Akechi impatiently stalks through the depths of Mementos in search of him. The former detective's lip curls cruelly as he lies in wait.
Just another shitty brat.]
Looking for me?
[That sleazy, nasally drawl of his echoes through the otherworldy catacombs. If he really pushes himself, Akechi might just hear the faintest sound of sensible work shoes clopping in the distance.]
Hey, waitasecond... I thought you were supposed to be the next Detective Prince? That's what everyone else is saying. [But Adachi Tohru, Akechi's about to find out, is different from everyone else.] Shouldn't be that hard for a genius like you to figure it out. Right?
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It hasn't been fun, and he still doesn't like it, but believe it or not, he's held true to his promise to Yu and the others. At any rate, he's managed to stick it out thus far. With... certain exceptions, of course. Sheesh, don't even get him started on that awful Sho kid. He'd gone along with Minazuki's ambitions, at least long enough to figure out what the brat was planning and relay that to Yu and his shitty little friends in his own Adachi way. Not like he really had much of a choice.
He has one now, though. So what changed?
That is an answer he'll keep to himself for now, smirking from the shadows as Akechi impatiently stalks through the depths of Mementos in search of him. The former detective's lip curls cruelly as he lies in wait.
Just another shitty brat.]
Looking for me?
[That sleazy, nasally drawl of his echoes through the otherworldy catacombs. If he really pushes himself, Akechi might just hear the faintest sound of sensible work shoes clopping in the distance.]
Hey, waitasecond... I thought you were supposed to be the next Detective Prince? That's what everyone else is saying. [But Adachi Tohru, Akechi's about to find out, is different from everyone else.] Shouldn't be that hard for a genius like you to figure it out. Right?