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Never before had Teddie seen his Sensei like this. Since the day they met she had always been a strong pillar holding the team together, always knowing what to say and staying calm and collected even in the most dire of situations. It was how they caught their killer, after all.

But this symbol of strength, this shinning example for the bear to follow, found herself with her walls down in front of someone that pledged allegiance the most.

It wasn’t the first time. Cracks to these walls became apparent to the bear before, especially in the last few months. Living together merely made them more obvious at times. That first week Teddie stayed over, when his Sensei fell ill, was the first time he watched over her instead. He was not used to someone else relying on him so much, and even with their friends’ help he had multiple sleepless nights so she had all the attention she deserved. This was the least Teddie could do after all his Sensei did for him. 

Even after she had been cured of her cold there were moments where her mood wasn’t as bright as usual, moments where her guard came down. Teddie asked her how she felt whenever he could. At first these questions were to confirm to the bear that her health had truly gotten better but they never truly ended. Something was off.

Tonight the walls finally came tumbling down. Teddie didn’t know whether it was due to an event earlier that day or an accumulation of emotions that couldn’t hide themselves anymore, not that it mattered right now. The person he called his Sensei was now crying in his embrace. 

“...”

Thoughts ran through the bear’s head. Thoughts on what to do, what to say, but none of them changed his actions. His arms wrapped around her tighter without any words coming out. 

Sensei was the one that always knew what to say, not him. Sensei was the one that always knew what to do, not him. The blonde’s throat tightened as his mind continued to look for words it couldn’t say. If it wasn’t for the hug, his hands would’ve begun to shake. All he could now is offer a sturdy shoulder to empty out all her tears. It wasn’t good to keep them bottled up, even Teddie knew that. 

Akira Kurusu

Aiko Akechi

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“Come on....A few more steps,” Yui gently urged Naoto as they managed to make their way towards the bench close by the temple. Easing the other down she sighed as she offered a weak smile to her.

“You might wanna avoid putting pressure on your ankle for a while,” Yui told her, “We can rest here for a little bit and I can walk you the rest of the way home.”

“Alright, th-thanks Yui...” Naoto winced with each step, letting out a sigh of relief as she was finally able to sit down. She was normally a lot more careful when she walked, but she’d been so distracted in conversation with the other girl that she’d failed to notice a pothole and had tripped, hurting her ankle. 

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“W-well, um...  if it still hurts to walk, I suppose that would be an option...”

Naoto blushed deeply at the suggestion, though whether it was at the idea of being carried or at the idea of being so close to the other girl was uncertain. Regardless, the detective gently leaned against the other, keeping her leg elevated for now in the hopes that the pain and swelling would subside.

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"And here I was thinking you weren't the type to get super sentimental like this." Ren jokes as he looks at the silverette with a warm smile. While he enjoys the bustling of a city like Tokyo, sometimes, it was just nice to slow down for a bit. The Inn has been very courteous to them, unsurprising given the close bond Yui had with the Innkeeper. But this? This art was something he never would've fathomed she'd get made. Not because she lacks the skills or the talent, but because it's not really her style.