[Week 1, Friday: Ass of Shinjuku]

[purrtagonist]

[after hearing about yet another casualty of this cruel game, who wouldn't want to seek out the hottest Ass in Shinbuya???]

[. . . which is to say, wherever Shinssin may be, Akira is eventually there as well. not because he has anything particularly important to say, but because. . . well. you know. when shit sucks, sometimes it helps to have a bit of company]

Trying to get a bit of fresh air?

[please as though they haven't been basically living outside these past few weeks]

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[purrtagonist]

[. . . and just like that, his dryly humorous demeanor falters, cracks into a show of uncertainty and frustration. because he absolutely can't fault Shin for thinking that way-- and in truth, Akira had also decided that the best thing to do next was to smoke out every last reaper in this place]

[but for someone who's own personal justice never involved killing, even when he was facing down someone who had stolen away countless lives, like Shido? or Akechi? what comes after finding them is still something Akira is struggling with]

[a deep exhale]

You know. . . the first thing I said when I got here was that I didn't intend to compromise myself-- the person I am deep down-- for the sake of this game.

[. . .]

I still don't intend to. But-- [but. . . what?]

But if they're causing so many deaths, then I don't really know what else we can do.

[except vote for them at trial when the time comes]

[shinssin]

... Yeah. I know.

[ It was difficult, not bringing his master's name to shame. But when the odds are stacked against you, what options do you have left? ]