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Akechi ignored the excited whispers and hushed voices as he strolled towards Akihibara. He was on a mission--wasn't he always? No, this was a personal mission. He smiled brightly, mostly for show to anyone taking pictures. The thoughts in his head were far from "bright", let alone even remotely friendly. Akechi slowed his strides after noticing his target at the corner. The small teen was crouched low, fingers moving deftly over the screen of his phone.
Probably spreading more false praise about the Phantom Thieves.
This was the sponsor of the Phantom Thieves. Their little "phan-boy", as some were wont to call themselves. Akechi gritted his teeth, losing his smile for a moment. It was an easy gesture to rebuild, and he made it shine brighter than before. No point in giving away his true intentions before anything was set into motion.
-pointless break, random line... why-
Akechi was still wiping whipped cream from his hair when a shadow fell across his face. He exhaled deeply, ready to reassure the maid once again, only to find Kurusu's "phan-boy" standing next to his table.