I know I'm a wolf

The former detective blinked in surprise. Why is he happy? It was strange to him, brow furrowing slightly. Perhaps he thought too harshly of himself, thinking the world was better off with him gone.

Was he wrong though? The public forgot so quickly. Did they even put out a search for him? The second detective prince was old news barely spoken about.

“Heh. A thief had his phone stolen?” He can’t help but smirk, briefly amused to find someone had actually managed to trounce the great Akira. But the amusement seems to be wiped off his face almost as soon as it’d come. “It’s vexing to me.” His tone is dry as he explains, “I should have died that day in that man’s palace. But here I am.” Aimless. The plan he’d spent years on had ended in failure and he killed all those people for Shido… for nothing. Disgusting as a lot of them were….

“You say that like I wasn’t aware it was happening.” Decaf retorts, voice a combination of amused and infuriated, while his expression was a frustrated sort of not-grin. “Got cocky and did something stupid, got locked up for a couple days for it, and now that asshole has my phone locked in a box so I’m stuck out here and the Den is-!” He rants, getting increasingly agitated - until he cuts himself off with a frustrated groan, running a hand through his hair. Taking a slow breath in. Calm down. Control yourself.

"I see. You must have been awfully bold if you got caught." A brow is raised as he wonders how metaverse work could have even been seen. However, he is soon given an answer. "No, I thought it was a rare ability... in fact I originally thought I was the only one with such power." And it was a foolish assumption but he was only about 14 or so when he got it... there was so much he hadn't known.

He sees that look. Pity? Sadness? It made him squirm just a little. Looks like that always bothered him.

He’s probably the worst person at comforting but seeing her like this he clears his throat and takes a step closer.

“Miss Sakura, are you… well, I suppose you aren’t alright. Can I be of any help?”

Goro is no stranger to prying eyes. Back when he was a ‘star’ people would often stop and stare. Pester him for a photo. Plead for an autograph… a part of him actually missed that attention but those people were never there for the real him.

This stare, however, felt different yet also familiar… the eyes of a thief. A rival. The only thing that felt off was the color- yellow- the eyes of a shadow.

“Well, I certainly hope I’m real, Kurusu.” He replies with a bit of sarcasm, crossing his arms over his chest as he looking the other man over with a scrutinizing gaze. “Yes, I’m Goro Akechi, in the flesh. As vexing as that is.” Sometimes he would have preferred to stay dead… but werewolfism makes that difficult not to mention something… else… he isn’t sure what. Perhaps a miracle helped pluck him from his so called father’s palace.

“Vexing? For who? Certainly not for me - sorry to disappoint, but this is the best thing that’s happened to me in weeks~!” He responds, grinning - a grin that fades somewhat as he continues- “Not good enough to make me less pissed about my phone being held hostage, but still.” Alive Goro Akechi. Real, alive, true. Not his - he doubts it’s his. But that doesn’t matter - at least one Goro survived, which gives him hope he might find his one day, too.

Was he wrong though? The public forgot so quickly. Did they even put out a search for him? The second detective prince was old news barely spoken about.

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Decaf is staring - yellow eyes focused intently on the man he’s spotted. He’s not doing anything else, just kind of… watching. Blatantly so, because he’s given up caring what people think if they see him, but he hasn’t seen a ‘Goro’ in… ever, he thinks. So it’s agitating something inside him to see this one - alive, whole, still here - and makes him itch for Shido to still be alive so Decaf can kill him a second time.

This stare, however, felt different yet also familiar... the eyes of a thief. A rival. The only thing that felt off was the color- yellow- the eyes of a shadow.

Day 19

Day 33

“W… we both…?” He raises a brow. “Are you serious? That’s a crime, doctor.” Says the actual former assassin but shh.

“……” a long hard stare is given by the former detective.

“I think you ought to rob it yourself then.” Goro NO.

“From where do you suggest I procure money on such short notice? Would you like me to rob a bank?” He crosses his arms and sighs.

“Yes! Anything for curry.”