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“Hey, uh, guys…? My ass itches.” Ryuji says, leaning against the wall of Mementos. With half of the team out fighting shadows in Mementos, that leaves the rest of them along the sidelines.
“Oh my god!” Ann exclaims, “We really did not have to know that!” She takes a few steps away from him.
“But ya do now, I mean, I can’t reach my ass right in this suit. Not all of us can have leather suits.” Ryuji explains. Ann stares at him as if he has two heads. She rolls her eyes and turns her body to face the fight occurring not too far from them.
Makoto sighs, “That's your problem.”
Ryuji smirks at her, but doesn’t say anything as he leans his butt towards her, “You could help ya know,” He teases.
“Nope nope.” Makoto’s hands fly to her red face. She covers her eyes, “Definitely not the time or the place, Ryuji.”
“Makoto - we need you in!” Ren yells from a distance. She lets out a small embarrassed sigh before running towards them. Akechi comes running back to the backlines, his white suit far brighter than anything around him. He returns to Ann avoiding eye contact and a dopey grin on Ryuji’s face.
“Should I be concerned over something that happened while I was gone?” Akechi asks.
Haru, having stayed out of the conversation this whole time, answers, “Ryuji mentioned he had a butt itch. He tried to have Makoto help.”
“I… did not need to know that.” Akechi winces.
“Skull is very candid.” Haru shrugs.
“Hey Detective Prince,” Ryuji leans his butt towards him this time, “You could help out.”
Akechi takes in a deep breath. He clasps his hands together, trying to gather his composure to simply say, “No.”
“Damn, maybe next time.”