![]() ![]() There was a single message from an unknown number across the plain, default background.Ī more genuine smile pulled at Adachi’s lips, the same giddy feeling that always came from getting away with murder crackling in his chest. Like Dojima cared beyond no longer having his gopher to run around after him.Īs he put his phone back in his pocket to respond to later, he pulled a second phone out of the inside pocket of his blazer and checked the screen. His lip curled at Dojima’s text, asking him if he made it to Tokyo safely and if he enjoyed the mochi that his sickly daughter had given him before he’d left. He checked his phone on the way to the station, making sure that he was definitely heading the right way, and saw a message from his old partner shining on the screen. He’d do his job well enough for the higher-ups in Tokyo to let him stay, and he’d finally never have to set foot somewhere so dull, drab or empty ever again. ![]() This was the universe finally giving him exactly what he deserved this was his reward for using the powers gifted to him in that nowhere town in an entertaining way. ![]() #Goro persona 5 skinHe stepped out onto busy streets, surrounded by the bustle and buzz of the city that was downright intoxicating compared to the dull shuffle of Inaba, and felt the same buzz creeping through his skin and humming in his bones. He had a briefing with the leads on the case that evening, but according to his phone’s GPS the hotel wasn’t too far from the station. He stepped out of the train station and caught a cab to the cheap hotel that the SIU had set him up with during his stay, dumping his suitcase next to the primly made double bed and straightening his tie in the mirror beside the modest television set before heading out again. He, Tohru Adachi, had been personally chosen to join the unofficial investigation of the Phantom Thieves of Hearts, and he couldn’t believe his luck. Back in the biggest city in Japan, and put on the case that was gripping the entire country. At long last he had made it out of that empty town in the middle of nowhere and was back in the big city, where he belonged. A bright grin split his face, even as he had to stop and tug his suitcase out from where its wheel had gotten stuck on the train doors. Adachi stepped off the train, breathing in deep and letting the heavy air of Tokyo settle in his lungs. ![]()
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