❝ ah — i make no accusations. do excuse my poor conduct. ❞
there would never truly be vacancies in shibuya, for shadows can infest any surface in the absence of the light. currently, the presence of the mafia casts a shadow darker than six feet under across the neon alley. a lone child, compassed by guards, steps around the refuse of revelry, the splintered sake bottles and half-charred cigarettes, as if abiding a white chalk contour to the lawless friday night. he raises his head, appraises his surroundings with a blistering arson in his eye.
— the city takes no heed of this momentary flicker in the wire, surges ever onwards with the electricity of its decadent youth.
❝ kaneshiro junya’s influence over this ward did not erase itself on its own, no? to the phantom thieves, or whoever it was, i daresay i could even be … thankful. ❞
KURUSU AKIRA » @satynael.
` hey, i sure hope not! i don’t appreciate being judged for something that’s not my business,’ he said with a lightness in his tone that mismatched his expression, grey - eyed athena in his gaze. ` that is a funny thought though, isn’t it? that a high school student could be a phantom thief.’
he snorted dismissively, stopping to take his glasses off, wiping them with the edge of his school blazer, and putting them back on, pointedly ignoring the tension slowly building within this dangerous conversation with the patience of a saint.
` c’mon, you should give the police more credit. they worked so hard to sweep up the crumbs after the phantom thieves’ clean up, y’know. maybe this is just nonsense coming from a student, but i don’t see what they have to be so thankful for.’
` i mean, unless you somehow know something only the police or the mob -- or even the thieves -- should know. but that can’t be it, right? i mean, what kid’s gonna be involved in that sort of shady business?’
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