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The door to the interrogation room opened. Akira didn't bother looking up at the person walking in, until they audibly cleared their throat. Akira looked up at him, and was surprised by who he saw.
"Akira Kurusu," the man opposite him said. "For your rather brutal assault on me, you'll be looking at a few years in juvenile hall. Possibly even longer, depending on the judge."
Akira said nothing, continuing to watch him in surprise. What could be gained by him saying anything to him? What could the man gain by being in a room with his so called attacker?
"Damn brat! I'll sue!"
If he was going to sue, or put him in prison, then why was he here?
"It's such a shame, really. You seem like you have a bright future ahead of you." A small smile grew on the man's face. "Well, did, until you attacked me. But alas, the youth of today have no respect for their elders and insist on reacting in such uncouth ways."
Don't let him rile you up, Akira thought.
"So rather than pursue the future you had planned," he said as he stood up and walked towards the door." You'll be spending the rest of your life with a criminal record, known as nothing more than a denliquent with a violent temper." He stopped in front of the door. "Unless..." He turned around to face Akira. "...you would be willing to help me. In exchange for this rather horrendous event being kept quiet and you not getting a criminal record, I would require your co-operation with a small matter."
Akira couldn't contain himself. "Why?" he asked. "Why would you want me?"
"Why indeed." The man lent over and placed his hands on the table, glasses hiding the piercing glare he was giving the boy. "Because if you don't, you go to juvenile hall, and be nothing more than a criminal, a disgrace to all who know you. If you do..."
Akira looked down at the table in front of him. "The thankful reciever shall bare a plentiful harvest," he mumbled.
"Yet he who refuses, shall never see the fruits of what may be." The man stood back up straight. "So, what will you do, Akira? Will you rot away in a dark corner as a criminal? Or will you help me and save your future?"
Akira sighed, before pushing himself up out of the chair and looking at the man. "Doesn't sound like I have a choice, does it?"
He smiled. "I'm glad you made the right decision, Akira." He held out his hand to the boy. "My name is Masayoshi Shido. It's a pleasure to meet you," Shido said.
"Right..." Akira reluctantly shook his hand. "What do you want me to do?"
"I will contact you later, for we will need to make some preparations first. For now, go home and pack, you won't be living here much longer." And with that, Shido walked out of the door as Akira sat back down in the chair.
What did he mean, pack? he thought.
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"Wait!" Kamoshida began to sob. "Please, wait! I beg you, just forgive me!"
"When you told me you found out what he was doing, and what he was planning to do to you, I never imagined he'd end up begging for us to forgive him."
Makoto glanced at her older sister. "I didn't either. But I have no intention of forgiving him."
Sae nodded. "Good. Now, onto what should we do with you," she said, glaring at Kamoshida. "You took everything from your students. You hurt them, you ruined them. You were suppposed to mentor them, to help them. Instead, you did the exact opposite. You used them for your own self gratification. One girl almost died because of what you did. How many more died or were driven away like you tried to do to my sister?"
A laser shot burned itself into the wall near Kamoshida, making him scream in fear.
"If I may interject," Akechi began as he walked up next to the two women. "He still has the treasure Mona told us to get. We should retrieve that, yes?"
"Of course." Makoto and Sae turned to glare at Kamoshida, who quickly took the hint and threw the treasure towards them.
"Go ahead and finish me off. You do that, and my real self will go down too," he explained. "You've won... You've earned the right to do that."
The four of them looked at each other, then back at the whimpering, groveling mess of a man in front of them.
"If we kill him, he can't confess his crimes," Morgana warned them.
"And we wouldn't be able to bring him to justice for what he did to all of the other students."
"Nor would we be able to find out how many students he actually got kicked out."
"Indeed." Akechi took aim and shot at Kamoshida, burning the floor in front of him as he scrambled backwards. "So we won't kill you. Instead, we'll give you a chance to live, and to earn forgiveness. Confess your crimes, let justice prevail. Appreciate your chance at life, because if you don't confess, you will not get another."
"Then... I've lost. You're through when you lose..." Kamoshida looked up at them, tears flowing from his eyes. "But all right... I will leave now, and return to my real self. I will make certain that I confess..." he whispered as he faded away in front of them.
"He disappeared..." Sae observed, before the palace started to rumble and shake.
"Without Kamoshida's Shadow here, the palace will collapse! We need to go!" Morgana warned them.
"Then we should take our leave." The four nodded, and promptly began sprinting for the exit of the palace.
"So with his Shadow gone, does that mean he will confess?" Sae asked as they ran.
"I think so! We should've triggered a change of heart in him by doing this," Morgana explained.
"How long will that take?"
"I don't know. But it shouldn't be that long! Now run faster!"
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"Kunikazu Okumura."
The man turned around to see who'd called his name. "Shido-san," he greeted his visitor. "It has been a while. How have you been?" he asked as he held his hand out to him.
Shido reached out and shook his hand. "I have been well. And you?"
"The same as always. Might I ask what happened?" Kunikazu raised an eyebrow at the bandage on his head.
"A minor incident involving my newest protégé. It has been resolved swiftly and easily," he said reassuringly.
"A new protégé? Have you decided to take someone under your wing?"
"Something along those lines, yes. I was in a town when some poor fool tried to rob me. The kid stepped in and saved me, but the attacker did this," he pointed to the bandage, "to me. He has since been dealt with, and I decided to teach the kid about the world."
Shido was lying, of course. But that was nothing new to politicians such as him.
"I see. That's concerning," Kunikazo said. "But onto what we wanted to discuss. My political career."
"Indeed. Politics is a very dangerous game to play. Are you sure you wish to start?"
"I did not come this far to back down now, Shido-san." Kunikazo sat down on a chair and stared at the glass on the table. "I want to join the political stage."
Shido hummed to himself as he sat down on the couch. "Getting into politics by yourself is a very bad move. If you want to join, you should join a party."
"Like yours?"
"Yes. We're working for the future of Japan. If you want to help further that future, I would suggest that you join with us."
"Hmm." Kunikazu picked up the glass in front of him and began to inspect it. "And what about you? What do you stand to gain from me joining you and your party?"
"Having the CEO of Okumura Foods as a supporter and a member would draw more attention to us and show to the other companies in Japan that we have their best interests at heart. Meanwhile, you get to play your part in politics, and your company will benefit from the publicity, as people will be eager to help us out in any way they can."
If Kunikazu was paying attention, he might have noticed the crossed fingers behind Shido's back. "Such as buying stocks in the company..." Kunikazu placed the glass back down on the table. "But even with that, people would soon lose interest and pay attention to other things. How do you suggest we keep their attention?
Shido chuckled as he stood up. "We hold a wedding."
"A wedding?" Kunikazo echoed.
"A wedding. If the daughter of the CEO of Okumura Foods was to be wed, people all over the country would be interested. It wouldn't require much. A few interviews, a celebratory party, and the wedding itself. The engagement alone would draw in an audience. Okumura and Shido, two well known names in Japan, are involved in a wedding. Who could dare not to watch?"
Kunikazu nodded. Truth be told, he doubted how much attention such an event would draw, but any media attention would be good for him. "Who would she marry?"
"Do you remember the protégé I mentioned?"
"Yes."
Shido nodded. "You can come out now."
And Akira stepped out from behind a corner, walking over to where the two men were sat.
"This is Akira Kurusu, the boy who helped me in Inaba. I believe he will be a perfect fit for your daughter.
Kunikazu nodded. "Haru!" He called loudly from where he was sat. "Come here now!"
"Coming, father!" the girl answered as she walked in through the doors and into the room.
"Haru, introduce yourself."
"O-oh! My name is Haru Okumura!" she said, bowing to both Shido and Akira.
Shido looked at Akira. "You should as well."
Akira nodded, before turning to face Kunikazu and Haru. "I have no name, for I am but two days old," he said as he bowed.
Haru looked at him in confusion as Shido cleared his throat. "Just kidding. My name is Akira Kurusu," he finished.
"You two," Shido began. "We," he gestured to himself and Kunikazu, "have decided that in order for both of you to help us, we will need you two to do something for us."
The two glanced at him. "What is it?" Akira asked.
"We will be require you two to be wedded."
"Wedded?" Akira repeated.
"I am to marry him?" Haru asked.
"Yes," Kunikazu said. "So you will need to get to know one another. Do not let us down."
Or Shido will put me in juvenile hall, Akira thought as he glanced over at Haru, who was just as surprised as he was.
"O-oh. I won't, father." Haru turned to Akira and walked over to him. "It's nice to meet you, Akira-san." She said as she bowed.
"You too, Haru," he said as he awkwardly bowed as well.
Guess this is my life now.
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Author's Note: Well, ain't this a surprise. I honestly don't know where this is going and when I will be uploading, but I can assure you I will do my best with this fic. I hope you all enjoy reading it!
Shout out to QuoteMyFoot on Discord for checking this over to make sure it made sense.