joker

You weren’t expecting a Nanako Attack! out of nowhere; it was a good thing your situational awareness wasn’t absolute shit. You did a decent job grabbing her, and even managed to sit yourself back down in your seat. You were good with your hands, after all–a Phantom Thief had to be.

“–My, my,” you said with a pleasant smile. “Look at you! Maybe I should have you tutor both me and my buddy sometime. He’d surely appreciate it.” Poor Ryuji. 

“Oh yes, definitely! I hope they get the attention they truly deserve.” She couldn’t help the smile forming on her features, his affecting her most likely.

“Though, I wouldn’t mind if they stayed small too. It almost feels like a club of sorts, you know? Because the mainstream media hasn’t tainted them yet.”

You didn’t need the fame or your time in the limelight, as if were. You were doing all of this for the betterment of mankind, and nothing else. Sure, recognition was certainly better than disbelief or hate--but the opinions of the masses didn’t necessarily mean a lot to you.

What you wanted wasn’t satisfaction but the people to understand your goals as the leader of the Phantom Thieves.