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In his heart, Akira feels that familiar tug towards the man standing in front of him. It was the same feeling he’d gotten when he met Ryuji, Ann, and Morgana for the first time. Like Tokyo’s star Prince Detective was a key part in his story. It forces the hairs on his arms to raise as goosebumps begin to spread across his body, and Akira knows with a shiver that a bond is about to form.
He smiles at Akechi, handing the bag back to Ryuji wordlessly and ducking his head. “I’d like that. And please, just Kurusu is fine,” Akira replies while he pulls out his phone.
“Very well,” Akechi replies easily, and as they exchange contact info, the distinct feeling of a forming bond clicking into place resonates in the back of Akira’s mind. He reaches for the bond and finds it easily. Justice, it’s labeled as. Of course.