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[imaphantomthief]

Hello?

Hello, you there?

Gotcha!

[Beeeeeeep.]

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[imaphantomthief]

C’mon, have you seen yourself? You jumped out of the window, man.

[That’s weird. Even this guy can’t honestly think that’s normal. Ryūji’s hand retracts so he can stretch some of the tension out of his shoulders. Something even pops, that’s how angry he’d been on Yūsuke’s behalf.

But now, he’s not gonna make this guy dwell on it. He just grins and takes the first step towards the street. Y’know, like a normal human being.]

[lempereur]

I do not make a habit of it.

[ That was only like, the second time. The way he walks is tall, graceful, and pretty, like him. Nothing wrong with that! Still, he smiles when Ryuji does, and reaches for his bag hung up next to the coats, by the door. Can't go anywhere without his sketchbook! ]

Let us be on our way, then.

[imaphantomthief]

Good. I didn’t wanna have to pretend not to know ya.

[He’s kidding. Probably.

Out in the fresh air, the remaining tension drains away. If that Yūsuke guy can smile after something like that, he must be a little tougher than he looks.]

Gotta be honest, I have no idea where we’re going. I’m just walking.