“Did you see Akechi-kun’s latest interview?”
“About the mental shutdowns? You bet!”
Two girls were chatting on the other side of the Shujin courtyard, while Akira, Morgana, and Ryuji lounged by the vending machine.
Ryuji sighed and grabbed the drinks from the vending machine with more force than necessary. He tossed one to Akira and plopped down next to him.
“It seems like effin’ Akechi is the only thing people are talking about these days. Where’s all the Phantom Thief love?”
“We all know you’re lacking in that area, Ryuji,” Morgana quipped.
“Shut up, cat!”
“I’m not a-”
“Guys.” Akira raised his hands placatingly. “Just keep it together until Ann gets here. You all can argue all the way to Mementos.”
They glared at each other, but Ryuji sipped his soda, and Moranga settled back into Akira’s bag. The girls’ conversation became audible again.
“He always says he’s too busy to think about what kind of girls he’d like.”
“It’s a damn shame, cuz he looks like the kind of guy who would treat a girl right.”
“I mean, he could make reading the dictionary fascinating.”
“True! He’d be the best date ever.”
Ryuji took an angry swig of soda. “Man, girls have way too high standards.”
Akira shrugged. “I mean, to be fair, Akechi’s an awful kisser.”
Guess he wasn’t perfect after-
The shock of the revelation forced the soda from Ryuji’s mouth in a forceful cascade.
“Gross!” Morgana yelped. “This is why no girls like you.”
Akira, the smug little bastard, couldn’t stop laughing.
“Please, pleeeease tell me you’re joking,” Ryuji groaned. “You haven’t really…”
Akira shrugged. “We were debating philosophy on justice, and I must have made a very good point, because he shut me up with his mouth.”
Ryuji was glad he didn’t take another sip of soda, because he would have probably lost it again.
“And how long have you guys been swapping more than words?”
Morgana answered this time. “Only for about a week. It started when Akira asked him to teach him how to make deductions. Then they explored new food places for Akechi’s food blog. Then…”
Akira couldn’t stop grinning.
“I can’t believe this,” Ryuji groaned.
“Oh, Ann’s coming. Secret between us bros, alright.”
Ryuji was not fine, but Mementos awaited.