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“Well…” Ren starts, even though no more than half an hour ago he punched Akechi in the face, “I… have Phantom Thief money.”
It feels lame in his mouth and so he stops himself there, even though this does not convey nearly the amount of information it needs to. This is backed up when Akechi just stares at him blankly.
“… Which is not Detective Prince money,” He continues, “But… might buy something better than a… questionably clean hotel.”
Akechi snarls a laugh. “I don’t need your handouts.”
“I mean—” Ren rushes, and it’s so pathetic how his protective anger has abandoned him to his vulnerable desperation, “It’s not a handout if I’m there too.”
Akechi blinks at him, then plants his face in his hands. “Oh dear God no.”
Ren looks up in time to see Akechi outside the train window before he departs from Tokyo. After missing his train to catch up with him, and with Akechi having nowhere to go in light of his miraculous resurrection, it's only logical and ergonomic they share a hotel room for a night. Or two.
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06 Aug 2026
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"Here is some of the code of Mello:
Mello likes boys. Mello is Catholic. Mello loves the phonograph needle, the hypodermic, the tattoo; Mello loves god. Mello never loses, never concedes, will fight anyone anywhere anytime. Mello spends hours on his knees, head bowed and hands clasped. He squares a lot of circles."
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There weren’t many things Near was not good at, but Mello was one of those.
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20 Mar 2026
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It occurred to me that Mello had issues – an inferiority complex, a control thing, something psychosomatic. I hoped, and would continue to hope for a few wild months in 2008, that he and I were going to do despicable things together and then go out in a blaze of glory. I don’t know why I wanted that. It was crazy to want it; I don’t want it anymore.
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The American Mafia had to answer to a teenager with the same haircut all good Catholic schoolboys had worn in Prague in the 90s; sitting unconventionally on a zebra print couch, a relic of old world criminality displayed like a Playboy spread: Mello.