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♥~You are my treasure~♥~Give this message to your ten favorite people who can always make you smile~♥||
»: “Mitsuru-san, you are rather flattering and quite the caring person…I wouldn’t have imagined to ever make you smile. Still I should say thank you properly; I could never match up to your level of mannerism. I truly wasn’t expecting to be receiving this compliment.”
|| Only ten people? But everyone makes me smile!
Moving in.
Greg admired the beautiful architecture of what the directions in his hand called the "Iwatodai Dorm." He took a deep breath and grabbed the handle, hoping that whatever was behind those doors would be a good sight. Pushing the door open, he cleared his throat. "Excuse me," he asked, projecting his voice. "I'm looking for the Iwatodai dorm." (sorry, I was eating. ><)
Help~
Help: My muse will helps yours in a time of great need.
»: A cry for help, a cry for justice to be delivered, a cry to deliver punishment against the foes who stood before her way…
That was what Naoto Shirogane, the Prince Detective always thought about saying as a little catchphrase. However the moment was no laughing matter; it seems her and Mitsuru-san had been working on a little case to capture the culprits responsible for harming Labrys and everyone else. Without knowing, Naoto followed the brilliant ice empress to the hidden laboratory. The surroundings looked almost a tad bit ancient with broken walls, dangled equipment, as well as the smell of industry. This place was horrible and yet it would be a perfect place to hide away from society, conducting schemes. Recalling the words Mitsuru-san spoke, she mentioned how the building contained about three scientists but these had special connections to the past Kirijo Company. If that was the case, Naoto began to reflect on Labrys’ moments—what if these were the scientists who were responsible of making her fight her own kind and build her model? There was little she understood about the anti-shadow weapons but only knew they had feelings as humans would: the inner ego that makes them summon a Persona. It seems Mitsuru-san was entering the building with no one around…why did she come alone? Unless Labrys was hiding in the shadows, that couldn’t be it. With a slow pace, she made her way inside the building until…a loud scream was heard. Naoto could have sworn she was very close to Mitsuru-san though a thick layer of smoke surrounded the area.
“Mitsuru-san! Hold on, I’ll be right there! I didn’t expect for the enemy to unleash this smoke out of the blue. Why didn’t I sense it instead of taking the time to reflect on the matter?”
Taking out her small gun, the detective headed forward to the location of the scream. Hopefully Mitsuru-san wasn’t in any terrible danger but…couldn’t she use her Persona unless her body was left without any use of her hands? Now her footsteps turned into a rapid run and looked around a little. Everything looked normal but there didn’t appear to be signs of any struggle being attempted. The voice grew louder until…halting before the scene, she assumed the ones responsible would be there though Mitsuru-san was strapped against a chair with a letter left on her lap. It seems the perpetrators did their deed to leave a trap but to Mitsuru’s surprise, Naoto was here to rescue her. Making her hands working into removing the ropes, it was an easy chore to release Mitsuru-san.
“There’s no need to be asking me any questions. We must depart before this entire building is destroyed—that is what the culprits desired to do along with destroying the evidence. Hurry now! This way!”
Guiding out of the building before it could explode, they found themselves out while catching their breathes. Sadly Mitsuru-san confessed into being blinded by the smoke and she couldn’t see who tied her up—thankfully she wasn’t injured too badly though a clue was left. Maybe this letter alone could be run a few tests in the laboratory of Inaba but that would do a little damage to the secrecy. It didn’t matter now…even Mitsuru-san delivered her thanks to Naoto and departed their ways.
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July 11th, 2009.Saturday.
I can't believe the nerve of Yukari sometimes. She deliberately yelled at Mitsuru-senpai and Akihiko-senpai! For practically no reason! She had no right to lash out at them like that; especially Mitsuru-senpai!
Whatever happened, it wasn't her fault. That shit happened ten years ago, right? It doesn't matter now. It just... it pisses me off how she could just screech at her like that. Mitsuru-senpai doesn't deserve that.
I know I kinda went overboard by yelling at Yukari... and even going as far as threatening her, but that's not the point! I was just trying to defend Mitsuru-senpai andAkihiko-senpai!
[ Only after did she realize she didn't mention Akihiko at the end, so it appeared as though she quickly scribbled his name beside Mitsuru's, hardly leaving any spaces. ]
July 20th, 2009.Monday.
Our first day at Yakushima, and it's really nice here. I'm kinda glad I came along, though it was embarrassing to come out in my swimsuit and stuff...
Though, man, everyone... looked really nice. The girls did, especially. I mean, they're always pretty! But, they just looked really nice today. Mitsuru-senpai looked gorgeous. Being at this home that belongs to her, and all that, I kinda got a peak into what she lives like. She lives so extravagantly. It's amazing. It makes me wonder sometimes...
But, anyway, I'm gonna see if I can try to talk to Mitsuru-senpai tonight, after everyone gets back from the beach. I don't know why, I just... want to see if I can talk to her. I hope she'll have the time for me.
"Ah, Igarashi. If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to ask for you to accompany me on an outgoing of sorts. Would you accept?" (the meme thingy~ )
"O-oh, Mitsuru-senpai..."
She couldn't help the blood flowing to her cheeks, almost matching the Empress's hair.
"U-um, yeah, I think I'd like that. Thank you so much, Senpai!" While her smile remained calm, her nerves were bouncing with excitement.
♔
"Mitsuru-senpai... Um..." Her cheeks suddenly flushed, unable to find certain words.
"I've... always kind of been jealous of you. You're so gorgeous, and intelligent, and everything. I don't know how to explain it. Besides that, you bring a certain authority that I appreciate, and you're so... lovely. There are times where I just kind of... want to sit next to you and maybe read with you, or watch a movie -- o-one that you'd like, of course! -- and spend some time with you..."
♔
Send me a ♔ and my muse will tell you something they’d NEVER say to your face.
»: “Mitsuru-san…I vaguely admit to having a slight envious sight whenever it comes to you. Your bold words, your appearance, physique, everything about you is something I could never conquer over—you beat me at every levels that I couldn’t possibly imagine. During our first meeting, my eyes couldn’t avert to anywhere but gazing the beautiful sight before me…please do not think of this being lecherous but an admiration for having no shame of your appearance while reliving what I desire to be…a detective. Mitsuru-san…I wish to learn more of your ways to accept your gender despite the occupation you hold—I sometimes long for your secrets to make this child of mine into an adult as you. Plus, I see you to be a perfect companion for someone as myself.”
( psst kona; just imagine mitsuru chasing you like that (ibetkarinwouldn'trunaway) i mean what )
"U-uh..."
"M-Mitsuru-senpai would never do that! I'd n-never run away from her... It's just... u-um..."
