@windparthia II continued from here
His answer was oh-so-cliche, and that was what he intended. Akechi was careful not to relinquish the ruse he so painstakingly set up. To Hibiki and his foolhardy thieves, he was a kindhearted detective with a mild-mannered deposition. it couldn’t be further from the truth, of course, but he maintained it nonetheless.
There was one time when cracks appeared in the mask he wore. That time when he told the Phantom Thieves how he hated the cruel adults who held society under their thumb. He wasn’t lying when he said he wanted his vengeance upon them. But how he would attain it was a different story altogether. One thing was for sure, though: his victory would be built upon the sacrifices of his teammates. After all, those were Shido’s orders. As much as it galled him to follow the man, he had no choice at the moment.
As he nodded and smiled at dear, naive Hibiki, his purpose rushed back to him again. He knew that he’d have to kill him. That was his task. He had to.
“What I would want is more than a mere car,” Akechi says. The calm in his voice masks his thoughts perfectly. To others, it would seem like he was charmingly talking in rhetoric. “But if I had to answer in kind ... I suppose I’d want to go abroad. Away from here.”
“The fame really gets to you after awhile. Even I could use a break.”
“Maybe you’d come with me, Fujiwara? It’s no fun traveling alone, after all.”