I thought you said he told you to contact me! Does that mean he can't even speak?!
["It's not serious," Akechi lied, like a liar.]
....Would we really be alright without him in that place, though? I don't think it'd hurt to rest for a day. It just means we'd have to work harder the next time we infiltrate.
But he doesn't fight the not go without him. This 'team must move together' nonsense is the most irritating part of working in a group. He'll just go alone.]
A knife in the throat will cause some side effects. I assume not speaking for awhile is the most minor one.
I'm sure he'll text you more detailed updates once he's finished all the paperwork.
[Don't baby him Yoshizawa. He should've dodged the knife better. This is a life lesson.]
He's fine. He's moving. He's functioning enough to sign off on his health.
[And sending texts - Akechi has temporarily blocked him about him about it. And look, the ever helpful not so detective prince even sends a brief image of Akira's back hunched over a desk.]
Stop worrying. It's an insult to think that something so pathetic would cause him actual permanent harm.
In spite of herself, she giggles softly as she slips on her shoes at the genkan. She doesn't she can ever truly understand, not the way Akira does... But she's starting to. Already has been, really, but it's different laid out like this.]
I don't know how to describe it, but somehow reading that puts me at ease! I was worried from your other messages, but I think I actually misjudged you a little... I apologize, but I promise I'll make it up to you, Akechi-senpai!
[This is exhausting!!! Fielding all this nonsense makes him long for the days of licking his wounds in a fully paid for condo, alone.
However she thinks of him - he doesn't care. Hate, like, dislike - it doesn't change what they need to do or the exploration that's now been stalled.]
There's nothing to make up for. Quite frankly, I don't care what you think of me or my intentions. It's irrelevant. All you need to remember is that I want to keep Akira alive, just as much as you do.
Despite his best efforts, of course.
We're headed back to LeBlanc now. I'll see you soon.
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I disagree, but that's alright! You can think of it like a debt I want to repay to the person that also wants to protect Senpai, if that helps.
I'll be there soon!
[The train ride, at least, is easy enough. Perhaps a little bit trickier with all of the things weighing down her arms, but!! she's strong, she can handle it!!!
Eventually, she's getting off at Yogenjaya and making the trek to Leblanc and swinging open the door...
In one hand is a tall thermos, and in the other is a ridiculously tall bento box. On her back, a backpack that seems almost noticeably full.
Either unaware or uncaring of how she appears, Yoshizawa smiles brightly and lifts the thermos as a substitute for a wave.]
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I thought you said he told you to contact me! Does that mean he can't even speak?!
["It's not serious," Akechi lied, like a liar.]
....Would we really be alright without him in that place, though? I don't think it'd hurt to rest for a day. It just means we'd have to work harder the next time we infiltrate.
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But he doesn't fight the not go without him. This 'team must move together' nonsense is the most irritating part of working in a group. He'll just go alone.]
A knife in the throat will cause some side effects. I assume not speaking for awhile is the most minor one.
I'm sure he'll text you more detailed updates once he's finished all the paperwork.
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I'm not sure if that should be considered minor... But maybe that just says a lot for how much more severe the other symptoms are?
If he's able to do paperwork that must be a good sign, right?
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He's fine. He's moving. He's functioning enough to sign off on his health.
[And sending texts - Akechi has temporarily blocked him about him about it. And look, the ever helpful not so detective prince even sends a brief image of Akira's back hunched over a desk.]
Stop worrying. It's an insult to think that something so pathetic would cause him actual permanent harm.
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[It's his back??????? Where is the proof of well-being.
And yet... Something about it sits right with her. It's callousness hand in hand with a strange sort of... she'd dare to call it care.]
You really believe in Senpai a lot, don't you?
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[Then that's a HER problem. He's upright and functioning. Does he look like a nurse???
Also don't @ him like that. This is just Rival™ Energy. ]
He's powerful. It's the reason I allied myself with him. If he died from a shitty knife, I would raise him from the dead to kill him again myself.
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In spite of herself, she giggles softly as she slips on her shoes at the genkan. She doesn't she can ever truly understand, not the way Akira does... But she's starting to. Already has been, really, but it's different laid out like this.]
I don't know how to describe it, but somehow reading that puts me at ease! I was worried from your other messages, but I think I actually misjudged you a little... I apologize, but I promise I'll make it up to you, Akechi-senpai!
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However she thinks of him - he doesn't care. Hate, like, dislike - it doesn't change what they need to do or the exploration that's now been stalled.]
There's nothing to make up for. Quite frankly, I don't care what you think of me or my intentions. It's irrelevant. All you need to remember is that I want to keep Akira alive, just as much as you do.
Despite his best efforts, of course.
We're headed back to LeBlanc now. I'll see you soon.
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I'll be there soon!
[The train ride, at least, is easy enough. Perhaps a little bit trickier with all of the things weighing down her arms, but!! she's strong, she can handle it!!!
Eventually, she's getting off at Yogenjaya and making the trek to Leblanc and swinging open the door...
In one hand is a tall thermos, and in the other is a ridiculously tall bento box. On her back, a backpack that seems almost noticeably full.
Either unaware or uncaring of how she appears, Yoshizawa smiles brightly and lifts the thermos as a substitute for a wave.]
Hello, I'm sorry if you had to wait for too long!