It had been a few days since the Persona users had beaten Hokori and rescued Nishi. It almost felt strange to Yosuke to be back doing normal school work without worrying about who they were going up against in the afternoon. In fact, it was almost boring.

Not doing much with those cultists let Yosuke notice just about everything else. The other students would talk about the transfers in the hallways, thinking they couldn't hear. He couldn't deny that he was used to it, but all the same it still stung as bad. Sometimes the things would stick harder than most and replay over and over in his head. Some of them are from the boonies. Can't imagine why they thought this was a good idea. Those transfers are scary. Did you see that disappointing one?

Yosuke was all too happy when the weekend rolled around.

Except for when he was woken up at eight in the morning by someone pounding on his door. He flinched with every knock until he couldn't stand it. "I'm up! I'm up!" Thankfully the knocking stopped when he yelled.

"Hi, this is your new RA. We're having a floor meeting in just a few minutes to talk about rules and the culture here at Hashi."

It was a young man's voice on the other side. The hell? We have an RA? Yosuke begrudgingly got out of bed and put on a pullover sweater he had stolen from Yu. If it's just a floor meeting, I don't need to be in day clothes. He yawned loudly and stuck his phone in his pocket before walking out to the common room.

"You're late Yosuke!"

Chie was suddenly in his face, her disappointment abundantly clear. Yosuke flinched away from her. He muttered out an apology and sat next to Yu. Everyone else was here already, apparently waiting for him. Dammit.

The RA happened to be a rather young looking man with curly, light brown hair and oddly sharp green eyes. There was a muscular boy next to him with bleach blond hair and a Hashi High jersey. The RA introduced himself first.

"My name is Kouji Ryomi. I'm the Resident Assistant for this floor. This is Hashiru Tama, the main sports assistant here at Hashi. Today we'll be going over rules and talking about the clubs and sports teams." Hashiru handed out a list of the sports teams and clubs to everyone. "It's fine if you don't want to, but we'd like everyone here to pick either a club or a sport to join."

"Keep in mind that all the sports and a lot of the clubs here are competitive. I'll tell you if i don't think you're cut for whatever you pick." Hashiru wore a serious grin. He's probably going to tear into us for whatever we pick. Yosuke's skin prickled uncomfortably. He clenched his hands as he read over the list.

I was never in any clubs or sports at Yasogami, and I'm not all that interested in one at the moment. Yosuke ran through his normal world skills, but all he could really think of was how fast and agile he was. Clearly, that probably wouldn't cut it alone.

"I'll go in order of room number. If you haven't decided yet, just say pass and I'll get back to you." I don't want to join any clubs, so I'll just look at the sports list.

"Room 301, Iori Junpei."

"I want to try out for the baseball team." Junpei flexed one of his arms and smiled. He seemed like he would be a natural with the way he fought. Hashiru nodded approvingly.

"Room 302, Takeba Yukari."

"Archery team. I've already put in my physical." Is everyone going to join things that help them with fighting in the Chaos Realm? Yosuke felt the need to pick something that would help him get stronger. Wrestling isn't right, I'm too scrawny.

"That doesn't mean you'll make it. You need a good eye and a strong arm, Miss Takeba." Hashiru's tone was scalding.

"Room 303, Yamagishi Fuuka."

"Oh, I'd like to join the robotics team." I wouldn't have pegged her for that.

"Room 304, Kirijo Mitsuru."

"Student council." Of course, I heard she was the prez back at Gekkoukan.

"Room 305, Sanada Akihiko."

"Boxing team, I've already dusted off my mits from last year." Yosuke looked back at the sheet. Boxing is a no, I can't throw a punch without my kunai. He almost felt bad about relying on material weapons before remembering that almost everyone else used weaponry as well.

"Room 306, Amada Ken."

"U-uhm, I'd like to join the cooking club…" Kouji gave Amada a skeptical look, but the rest of S.E.E.S. nodded as if they expected this somehow.

"Alright then. Room 307, Aigis."

"It would be best for me to join the robotics team as well." Aigis was certainly an enigma. According to Junpei she was a robot with a heart, something called an Anti-Shadow Suppression Weapon.

"Room 307, Hanamura Yosuke." Shit! I wasn't ready! Everyone else so far had known what they wanted to do, but he wasn't any closer to a decision. His face flushed with embarrassment.

"I-I haven't decided yet, so I'll pass for now." An awful weight settled on him. As the first member of the Investigation Team to be called, he felt responsible for setting an example. But that had been dashed to pieces.

"Very well. Room 308, Satonaka Chie."

"The martial arts team. Kung fu specifically." Thanks Chie.

"Like I said, it's high competition. Just watching fighting movies isn't going to cut it." How the hell did Hashiru know? Chie bit her lip and glowered at him. You better show him, Chie.

"Room 309, Amagi Yukiko."

"I'd like to join the cooking club." Yosuke had to suppress a laugh, though a bit had slipped through based on the death glare he got from both Chie and Yukiko. Shut up. He hid his embarrassment in his list. I can't do baseball like Junpei, my swings aren't hard enough.

"Room 310, Tatsumi Kanji."

The amount that Kanji blushed immediately dragged everyone's attention away from Yosuke. "Art club." He muttered so softly it was almost unheard. There was a subtle snicker from both Hashiru and Kouji. Yosuke felt a spark of anger towards them, but Naoto stepped up before he could say anything.

"I don't believe Kanji's interests are a laughing matter. If we could continue on, that would be great." Thanks Naoto for being able to control your anger.

Kouji rolled his eyes but continued. "Room 311, Kujikawa Rise."

"Easy! Dance team!" The answer was obvious for her. Yosuke scanned the list more. Archery is out of the question, even though I'm pretty accurate with my kunai. Maybe something where he had to throw at a target?

"Room 312, Shirogane Naoto."

"Forensics." There was zero hesitation in their decision. Makes perfect sense from our Detective Prince.

"Of course. Room 313, Sakamoto Ryuji."

There was a long pause as Ryuji clenched the paper in his hands. His arms were shaking slightly, but he took a deep breath. As he spoke he locked eyes with Hashiru. "You need me on the track team."

Track team. That suddenly struck a chord with Yosuke. Track and field? He was fast and agile, he felt like it could fit almost perfectly. As he was pondering this, Hashiru gave a laugh.

"I watched you limp over here, Sakamoto. Do you really think they'll let you?"

"They're going to have to." Ryuji had unbeatable determination, and Yosuke had watched him run and fight. It most certainly wasn't an empty claim.

"Moving on. Room 314, Takamaki Ann."

"Put me in the drama club!" Right, she said she was a model. Yosuke couldn't help but admire her devotion to her passions.

"Room 315, Kitagawa Yusuke."

"Art club, with Tatsumi." Yosuke admired how Kitagawa had accepted Kanji as an artist as well, despite barely knowing him. He glanced at Ryuji, and worry sparked through him. What if I'm not good enough? No, I have to start somewhere, and I already know I'm faster than Ryuji. Confidence swelled in his chest.

"Room 316, Niijima Makoto."

"Student council." Another obvious choice.

"Room 317, Sakura Futaba."

"Anime club! Oh, and maybe robotics as well." I have no idea why Sakura would want to join an anime club over robotics, but I won't judge her too harshly.

"...of course. Room 318, Okumura Haru."

"I'd like to join the gardening club. I brought some of my plants with me!" Yosuke had originally thought Okumura to be too innocent for the Phantom Thieves, but then she smashed a Shadow's head in with a battle axe the size of her body. Still, joining a gardening club didn't help his confused mental image of her.

"Room 319, Arisato Minato."

"Fencing team." There was a horribly dangerous gleam in Arisato's eyes, one that said he wouldn't fail getting in. "And debate team." Of course, he's even smarter than Yu. His fists clenched around the paper. Everyone else had such obvious choices, so he had to be sure track and field was what he wanted. It is, I want to be faster and stronger.

"A bit much. Room 320, Narukami Yu."

Yosuke hadn't realized how much he had been thinking about what Yu would pick, but right before he spoke it dawned on him. He'd pick basketball, even if he had to do it without Kou. "Basketball team." With his height and build, he'd fit perfectly. Hashiru wasn't so convinced.

"You'll need to prove yourself, even at that height." A shiver ran through Yosuke from the static that flooded the room. He knew that while he wouldn't show it, Yu was irritated enough to start sparking. Clearly Hashiru can't tell because of the sweater Yu's wearing, but he's nothing but hard packed muscle.

"Room 321, Kurusu Akira."

"Gymnastics." Yosuke's head snapped to look at Akira. That was certainly not the choice he'd think that the black haired boy would even consider, but the more he thought about it the more obvious it seemed. Akira's long legs and impressive upper body strength, the way he moved even outside of combat, and the insane maneuvers he could force his body to do, it all pointed to someone who had been trained well. No wonder he was so confident in facing down Hokori. He knew he could avoid all those attacks with ease. He sees his entire body as a weapon, as something to bend to his will. Yosuke felt new respect for Akira, but clearly Hashiru didn't.

"Hah! Whoever heard of a boy joining gymnastics?"

"I can guarantee you that I would be better than most of the people there already. Sign me up." I'm surprised he didn't get angry! Though, upon closer inspection Yosuke could see a flicker of red in his eyes.

My turn. He took a deep breath.

"Hanamura, do you know what you wish to sign up for?"

He stood up proudly. This is it. This is the first step to becoming stronger. "I want to join track and field."

"Alright that's it. I want to see all of you sports people before I sign you up. I won't sign you up for failure." Hashiru shook his head. "Meet me in the gym once this is over." Yosuke felt uncomfort and anger blaze through him. "Especially you, Hanamura." Just because I'm clumsy most of the time? This is bullshit. He didn't stick around for much longer, instead leaving the common room so Kouji could finish up.

"Anyway, I'm glad everyone was able to pick something." He cleared his throat. "As for the rules, I'll go through them quickly. First, school rules apply here." That's a given. "Second, curfew is at nine, and lights out is at ten."

The wave of indignation that washed through the common room was so powerful Yosuke just about fell over. Many were angered by this, and it was obvious why. A lot of us don't even get ready for bed until at least eleven at night!

"I can understand your anger, but the student council decided this was the best time to choose, as you will need sleep in order to perform the best in class."

"Not all of us need sleep." Arisato's mutter was so soft Yosuke barely heard it.

"All of you need sleep, and that is final. Anyone with lights still on after ten will receive a write up. Third, people staying in your rooms overnight must be cleared by me first, and that includes parties and get togethers over breaks as well. I'll be paying attention to those of you in relationships as well, for your significant other is not allowed to spend the night."

Yosuke couldn't stop himself from sputtering. "That's bullshit!" He glanced around, suddenly aware of how loud he had complained. "I-I mean, shouldn't they be cleared by you instead?"

"Absolutely not. Fourth, clean up after yourselves. We do room inspections here to make sure that you aren't hiding things or attracting animals here. Keeping that in mind, no pets are allowed either." There was some prickliness from Akira, and Yosuke knew the reason. Shit, how are they going to hide Morgana?

"I believe that concludes everything. Thank you so much for your time today." Kouji stood up and bowed before striding out. Once he was out of earshot, Ryuji practically exploded.

"Where the hell are we going to store our weapons?! If they're doing room inspections, we can't just hide them." Yosuke thought hard to himself for a moment. Yu had asked the team to not reveal his power to everyone else yet, but it was their only chance of hiding the weapons. Unless…

"I'll hold onto everyone's weapons, just like I'm doing now. I promise I can hide them, I mean… " It was a dangerous thing to do, revealing how he always carried kunai on him, but it was necessary for the effect he wanted. He flicked both wrists, knives sliding out of his sleeves. He palmed each one and spun them smoothly, feeling the handles glide against his skin. He threaded them through his fingers before producing four more from his sleeves. I know how to hide anything.

"You had no idea I had these on me, did you?"