[14th May, after school, Shibuya station]
Once the exam was finished, Akira immediately messaged both Shiho and Keigo, calling a meet up at Shibuya station.
[Le Fool's group chat]
Akira: Umm... everyone, I got something big information about Madarame, let's meet up at Shibuya station.
Shiho: OK, but how did you get that?
Keigo: I was wondering that as well.
Akira: I was with Ren and others in the morning, and we kinda met a pupil of Madarame.
Akira: His name is Yusuke Kitagawa.
Keigo: OK, I'm searching for information about him right now.
Akira: But... there's one thing.
Akira: He requested Ann to be the model for his next painting.
Shiho: Wait what?!
Akira: I think he got no weird intention... at least I hope so.
Shiho: If he's going to do anything to Ann, I'm going to use him as my training target of my spike!
Keigo: Um... That's scary.
Akira: Please calm down, Shiho...
Akira: I'll pick you up at the front gate, OK?
Shiho: OK.
After waiting for her for a few minutes, Akira greeted Shiho and walked together to the station, gathering with Keigo. The leader of Le Fool took out the tickets from his pocket and handed it to the two.
"I got it from Kitagawa-San." He explained, sighing in the process. "The exhibition is starting soon, maybe we can get more evidence and lead about Madarame."
"OK." The two said in unison, examing the ticket.
"Um... Akira, I've got some information about Kitagawa." Keigo said, taking out his phone to show them something. "He's the only pupil left for Madarame after many come and go. Not only that, one of Madarame's pupils actually... killed herself after leaving him."
"Huh?!" Shiho's eyes widened at his words, shivering as the memories resurface. "..."
Akira noticed her reaction and swiftly held her hand, squeezing it softly and reassuringly. Keigo also noticed Shiho's unusual reaction and remembered the attempt suicide incident before.
'I'm an idiot...' He internally cursed at himself, quickly changed the subject. "Um... I also found the third keyword of Madarame's palace, it's 'Plagiarism'."
Seeing that Shiho's expression soften, The brown-haired boy separated their hands. "'Plagiarism'... He's an artist, after all. This does suit him."
"Now we just need his view on the shack..." Shiho murmured, snapping out from her past. "We'll try to figure it out after the visit, OK?"
The two boys nodded in unison.
"So... Since there's still a lot of time left." Keigo suddenly suggested, eyes darting between the two. "How about that we go to somewhere else to kill some time?"
They looked at each other for a moment before nodded in unison. "Yeah, let's go somewhere else."
[a few minutes later, Big Bang Burger]
"Why are we here again?" Akira internally sighed, leaning back at his seat. "Please don't be another Big Bang Challenge..."
"This time is just a normal meal, Akira." Keigo deadpanned, crossing his arms. "Also Suzui, please don't flex that batch on us, it's stupid."
"Come on!" Shiho pouted, leaning toward the two. "That challenge was fun!"
"NO." The two boys said in unison, frowning in the process. "It's not fun at all!"
"You two are just jealous." She narrowed her eyes for a moment but compromised as the end. "Fine... Also, Keigo, please stop calling me by my last name."
"Now you've said that I can finally just call you Shiho..." Keigo asked.
"You can just ask me about that."
"I just forgot to ask you..."
Akira sighed at the two, turning his head toward elsewhere.
[15th May, morning, Shibuya station]
It was raining, cold breeze and rain were making the six Shujin students unintentionally shiver. Clenching his hand on the umbrella's handle, Akira, who now wears the blue hoodie he always wearing inside of his jacket and black jeans took out his phone and checked the map.
"We're almost there, everybody." He said to everyone, following the map's route. "But man, it's cold today."
"Yeah..." Ann sneezed suddenly, taking out a tissue to cover her mouth.
"too cold for me..." Ryuji shivered as another cold breeze passed him. "Man..."
"It's worse in France, you know." Keigo plainly said, earning a few glares from the girls. "Wha- It's a fact!"
"But why would you need to talk about this," Shiho said, quickly taking tissues from Ann's hand to cover her mouth when sneezing. "I should wear anything other than hot pants..."
"Once we reached the exhibition center, it'll be better," Ren reassured, shifting his hand inside of his pocket. "Just hurry up, everyone."
the group nodded in unison, walking toward the art exhibition center.
Once the group reached the exhibition center, slipping through the huge crowd of people rushing to the exhibition and checked their tickets. They were greeted by the man himself, Yusuke.
"You came!" He happily exclaimed at the sight of Ann, wearing a beige pinstriped sports jacket and a pink shirt underneath, he also had a pair of black slacks, black loafers covering his feet.
"Um... yeah." Ann awkwardly nodded, glancing at the other five behind her.
Ren pushed her glasses, light reflected it and hid his narrowed eyes. Ryuji kicked the ground with an annoyed look.
Yusuke saw the two boys behind her. "You really came," he repeated plainly, looks disappointed at their appearances.
"What'd you expect when you left us those tickets?!" Ryuji retorted, shoving his hand inside of his jacket.
"Come on, Ryuji. Be nice." Akira sighed disappointed at his attitude, stepping closer to Yusuke. "Hi, I forgot to properly introduce myself. I am Akira Ichijou, and they are my friends." He politely bowed, looking at Keigo and Shiho.
"Oh, hello." The painter's attitude swiftly changed from disappointment to politeness, observing the two behind.
Keigo was the first to greet him. "I am Keigo Kamisaki, nice to meet you."
"I am Shiho Suzui, nice to meet you too." The ex-volleyball player greeted with a more suspicious tone, staring at him for the whole time. "I'm also Ann's best friend."
"Nice to meet you." The blur-haired boy greeted them, flinching slightly at Shiho's tone. "Suzui-San, can I show you and your friends around? I'd like to speak more about the picture I'd like to draw too."
Ann nodded while the pony-tail girl turned to Akira with a raised eyebrow. He shrugged in response and said, "Just take care of Ann."
Shiho nodded and followed the Yusuke, leaving the four boys and one cat alone.
"Will Lady Ann be all right?!" Morgana poked his head out of the bag, not aware that Keigo and Akira were hearing his word. "What if he drags her behind some painting and tries something funny?" He said, fur sticking up in panic.
"Relax, Morgana." Ren murmured, turning to the cat behind him. "Ann would beat him if Kitagawa dares to lay a finger on her. Also, Shiho is here by her side."
"I told you not to come out!" Ryuji hissed at the cat. He moved back inside the bag, grumbling.
"Finish yet?" Akira deadpanned, crossing his arms.
"Yeah..." Ren and Ryuji looked at each other before decided to sperate for a moment. "Let's split up, you guys seem to be more interested in 'fine art' after all," Ryuji said, leading the fuzzy-haired boy to somewhere else.
Once their sight was gone from Akira and Keigo's eyes, they swiftly walked to another side of the exhibition, examining the painting.
"There's something wrong..." The mixed-blood boy murmured while observing the paintings, rubbing his chin. "The styles are too different from each other, how could Madarame paint them this well?"
"It's not possible for Madarame himself," Akira said, crossing his arms. "But remember, he had countless pupils before."
"So he uses his pupils as tools to produce paintings for him..." Keigo nodded, looking at his partner. "I had never thought about it but... Kitagawa could be in trouble right now."
"Yeah, I can see that." His partner nodded, taking out his phone to take a picture of the painting. "Maybe we could send these paintings to Chidori-San, she's a famous painter after all."
"Yeah!" Keigo exclaimed with widened eyes. "How could I not think about it..."
"Let's take some more photos." The brown-haired boy said, taking a picture of another photo. "If that's possible, we can give those paintings back to their respective owners."
Keigo nodded, secretly taking pictures of those paintings.
In the meantime, Ren and Ryuji were wandering around pointlessly, eyeing the paintings on the other side of the room.
"They're so different than each other." The fuzzy-haired boy noted, pushing his glasses. "This could not be painted by one person."
"Hm?" On the other hand, Ryuji noticed Madarame in his kimono, talking to the media. "It's him." He nudged Ren.
Ren noticed Madarame and the two walked closer to listen.
"We continue to be truly surprised by your imagination." The TV interviewer began with a modest smile. "You have such expansive styles, it's hard to believe that it all stems from one person... Where in the world does all your inspiration come from?"
Humming thoughtfully, Madarame answered to the microphone in front of him. "Well...It is rather difficult to put into words… They naturally well up from within my heart like bubbles rising one after another in a spring."
Ren narrowed his eyes at his response. 'Definitely fishy.'
The interviewer nodded thoughtfully in response. "Naturally, you say?"
The old artist nodded. "What's important is to distance oneself from worldly desires such as money and fame." He explained. "My atelier is a modest shack, but it is more than enough to pursue true beauty."
Ryuji blinked and turned to Ren. "...A shack?" He frowned.
The other boy just shrugged in return.
"I see...So the act of emptying one's mind gives rise to inner beauty. Still, to think we could hear the word 'shack' coming from the great artist Madarame." The interviewer nodded thoughtfully, giggling in the process.
"You would understand if you saw it."
"Wasn't the word "shack" somethin'..." Ryuji hummed, tapping his foot.
"Keyword?" Ren murmured with a raised eyebrow, getting a nod in response.
In all of a sudden, a woman ran up to the interview and caught the two teen's attention. "Madarame-san is actually here?!" She gasped.
Overhearing her sudden shout, more and more people ran up to Madarame, with Ren and Ryuji being squeezed in the middle of it.
"Over there!" A man called out.
"I'm so glad I came on opening day!" Another fangirl squealed.
"Hey, stop pushin'...!" Ryuji shouted, yelping in pain as someone accidentally hit him at the ribs.
Being squeezed out from the crowd, Ren got a hold of Ryuji's hoodie and pulled him out. Wincing in pain as purses and more things hit him in the face.
"There's way too many people!" The ex-runner shouted, grabbing onto his shoulder.
"I'm getting crushed…" Morgana wheezed in his bag, being squeezed by the crowd.
"Don't die on us, all right?!" Ryuji shouted.
Ren hesitantly nodded, pushing their way out with all his might.
Meantime, not noticing the crowd of people in the middle of the room. Yusuke, Ann, and Shiho were in the far corner of the exhibition, admiring a painting of a dark cat.
"I didn't know there were so many types of Japanese art." Ann marveled.
"Usually one concentrates on their own style," Yusuke explained, nodding understandingly. "However, Sensei creates all this by himself. He's special."
"I can see that." Shiho nodded, eyes darting between the cat painting and another one. "The paintings are soo different from each other..."
"There you are, Yusuke." Suddenly, the voice of Madarame rang behind all of them, catching their attention.
"Sensei!" The young painter bowed quickly.
The older painter's gaze shifted to Ann and Shiho. "Ah, the girl from yesterday. Are you two enjoying the exhibit?" He asked.
Ann nodded, smiling politely. "I don't know how to put it into words...but it's really amazing."
"The styles are so diverse, but still having the same energy in it." Shiho added, also smiling politely.
"You're sensing something from the artwork...That alone is enough to give us artists satisfaction." Madarame smiled with satisfaction. Stroking his beard, he turned to his pupil. "I hope this becomes a wonderful piece, Yusuke."
Yusuke looked to the side, inclining his head obediently.
"Well then, if you'll excuse me." Madarame nodded, taking his leave to another section of his exhibit.
"You'd imagine artists would be difficult to approach...but he seems really friendly." Ann blinked for a moment before grinning, playing with her ponytail. 'Is he really 'that Madarame'? I'm so confused...'
"Not all artists are difficult to approach," Shiho said, putting her hands in her sports jacket. "It's refreshing to see an artist this friendly."
"Indeed." The young painter nodded and smiled slightly.
The model turned around and observed another painting. A splatter of red and black mixed to each other, catching Ann and Shiho's attention. "Oh, this is it- the painting I wanted to see in person." The model gasped in joy.
The painting showed a mountain in a distance, covered by trees. The sky and sun were painted with red and black, clashing with the cooler colors of the mountains. A wave of negative emotion could be felt by the two, even though they had observed a single painting before.
"...This one?" Yusuke asked quietly while walking up to them, shoulder tensing.
"I guess it's the painter's anger? I'm not sure, but I sense this...strong frustration from it. To think such a cheerful and gentlemanly person could make such a piece…" Ann marveled, unaware of the young painter's discomfort.
However, Shiho noticed his discomfort and walked up to him. "It's your work, right?" She whispered, causing Yusuke's eyes to widen.
He didn't answer, only clutching his hands.
Seeing this as his answer, she swiftly texted in the group chat.
[Le Fool's group chat]
Shiho: Kitagawa was a victim as well.
It only took a few seconds before Keigo answered her.
Keigo: So we're right.
Keigo: To be honest, I was hoping this to be false.
Akira: Not good...
Akira: We need to find the final keyword ASAP.
Shiho: So meet up at the shack after the exhibition?
Akira: Totally.
Keigo: Yeah.
Akira: Oh, on a side note.
Akira: I know someone who has some level of fame in the art world.
Keigo: She's Chidori Yoshino, have you heard of her?
Shiho: Never.
Shiho: Let me ask Kitagawa about her.
Looking away from her phone, she politely asked Yusuke. "Um... Kitagawa-San, I know this could be out of nowhere..."
"But have you heard of the name 'Chidori Yoshino'?"
"'Chidori Yoshino'... I've heard that name!" Ann suddenly exclaimed before the young painter can answer, "She's been on TV a few weeks ago!"
"Oh, you're talking about Yoshino-Sensei," Yusuke said with a faint smile, seems to be surprised by the mention of the name. "She's one of the best abstract painters in Japan now. I would love to meet her and talk about art."
"Oh..." Shiho nodded at the answers.
With that said, the young painter directed the two girls to a few more paintings before checking the time. "I'm afraid I'll have to leave soon." He said apologetically, frowning softly in the process.
"Would it be all right to ask for that answer now?"
Shiho glanced at Ann with a hesitant look, "Ann... Are you sure about that?" She asked.
The model blinked and smiled cheerfully afterward. "Well...if it's just modeling, then...sure! I'm actually a model for a fashion magazine here in Tokyo, so this won't be too different, I think!" She nodded confidently.
"How wonderful! Here," Yusuke smiled brightly, giving a card to the two girls from his pocket. "This is the address of Sensei's Atelier with my number. Please let me know when you're coming."
"OK, sure!" Ann nodded, taking the card and put it in her bag.
The painter then turned his attention toward Shiho. "Also, Suzui-San. If you can come with Takamaki-San for the modeling, this would be splendid."
"I'll consider that." The volleyball player nodded politely, also putting the card in her jacket's pocket.
The painter beamed at the responses. "Great! Farewell, Takamaki-San, Suzui-San." He walked away, disappearing out of sight in the crowd.
Ann sighed after he disappeared, eyes darting around to find their companions. "Ugh... Shiho, do you know where'd they go?"
"No." Shiho frowned, taking out his phone to text the two. "I'll text them to meet up at the entrance."
"Oh yeah! We can just call them." The model blinked in realization, quickly texted both Ren and Ryuji to meet up at the entrance.
After texting and calling the four boys to come, Shiho and Ann waited at the entrance of the exhibition center for five whole minutes before Akira and Keigo finally came up and meet them. Ryuji and Ren came up afterward.
"Sorry... We're late..." Ryuji apologized, panting heavily. "We got dragged into this huge crowd..."
"...Why didn't you told us earlier about this?!" Ann shouted, glaring at the two.
"We were too busy to come out and forgot to tell you about that... sorry..." Ren added, panting heavily as well.
After a few minutes of glaring, the model finally sighed. "...Fine."
Seeing the mood of the three of them(four if you counting Morgana) calm down, Akira tapped Ann's shoulder and caught her attention. "Um... Ann, we have something else to do."
"I think we should be going by now." Shiho ended with an apologetic tone, waving them goodbye before walked away with her companion.
"See you tomorrow, Shiho." Ann trailed off, waving goodbye at them before turning back to Ryuji and Ren.
"Weird..." Ren murmured, rubbing his chin. "Kamisaki would be fully transferred tomorrow... why did they acting like friends for a while?"
"I don't know..." The model sighed, putting her hands on her hip. "They have been on their own for a while now... It seems like they're hiding something from me."
"Maybe they don't want you to worry," Ryuji suggested, tilting his head. "Anyways. You gotta look at this too." He took out his phone and opened Phan-Site, showing the post to her. "This post might be about Madarame."
They stared at him in surprise. "What's it say?" Ann asked.
"'A master of the Japanese arts is plagiarizing his pupil's work.'" He repeated the post. "'Only his public face is shown on TV.'"
"Plagiarizing?!" Ann gasped, staring at them with wide eyes.
"Madarame's style is too diverse for a single person. I have wondered about this for a while now." Ren explained, resting his hands in his pocket. "But with him plagiarizing his pupils, it all makes sense now."
"'His treatment of the pupils who live with him is awful. He teaches nothing and bosses them around. He treats them inhumanely as if disciplining a dog…'" Ryuji finished, disgusted at what it said. "Man, with 'Madarame' and 'shack' triggered the Meta-Nav, this is too effed up."
"Abuse on top of plagiarism, hm...?" Morgana scowled, poking up from Ren's bag.
Ann rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "I wonder if Kitagawa-Kun posted this. I mean, he is a pupil of his after all."
"fifty-fifty." Ren shook his head, crossing in front of himself.
"Then it's very possible the Madarame we heard about in Mementos is referring to the same one." Morgana commented, licking his pawn.
"A man like that doing such a thing...?"The model whispered, frowning. "I wonder if we can ask that Shadow from earlier about this... Oh."
She perked up. "Actually, we just need to talk to him in reality."
"You're serious?" Ryuji deadpanned. "And how do we go about that? Are we gonna explain it all, startin' with Mementos?"
Morgana nodded in agreement. "Besides, if we make a move out in the open, there's the possibility that Madarame will find out."
Her face fell. "Oh...Yeah, right."
On the other hand, after departing from Ann and others, the three members of Le Fool arrived at the shack Madarame lived in. With Meta-Nav opened, they stayed at the spot on a walkway on the other side.
Akira inputted the first three keywords to the Meta-Nav, looking at the others."So, any idea for the final keyword?"
"What would Madarame sees in this shack?" Keigo murmured, thinking.
"It must something be about art," Shiho suggested, also pondering for the keyword.
Then, the mixed-blood boy suddenly perked up. "How about 'Gallary'!"
"Location not Found." The mechanical feline voice of the Meta-Nav rejected him almost instantly.
"If it's not 'Gallary'..." Shiho murmured, rubbing her chin thoughtfully before an idea suddenly came out in her mind. "How about 'Church'?"
"Location not Found."
"'coliseum'"
"Location not Found."
"...This is going nowhere!" Keigo groaned in frustration, giving up in the guessing part. "Just... 'Museum'!"
"Location found, beginning navigation."
"Wait, I guess it-" Before he can finish his word, the world around them started to warp and distort, transferring them to the Metaverse.
[Madarame's Palace, Entrance]
Noticing that their clothes had changed into the thieves outfit, Jester turned around and only to see that the old and cheap-looking shack was changed into a golden and glamorous museum exhibiting. A neverending line of people queuing to enter the exhibition.
"W-Wow..." The leader of Le Fool murmured, eyes widening. "That's unexpected."
"So the whole 'important is to distance oneself from worldly desires' thing is just BS." Roi sighed, adjusting his hat. "This is worse than I thought."
"You're right." Swan nodded, turning toward the leader. "Let's look for an infiltrate point first, Jester."
Jester nodded in agreement, leading the two to the side of the huge museum. Leaping from a square structure to another, they finally had reached the roof of the main building and saw an opened window.
"Oh, I forgot about that." Jester suddenly remembered, giving a grappling hook that was identical to Shiho's one to him. "Your's grappling hook."
"...You bought it?" The royal thief observed the silver boxes in his hand, raising an eyebrow.
"Nah, I made it on my own." The leader replied with a shrug. "The second-hand shop was selling the needed materials for it."
"I'm not asking about where do you get the materials." He deadpanned, playing with the grappling hook in his hand. "Where did you learn to make gadgets like this?"
finally realized what Roi was asking, Jester shrugged. "Well, back when I was living in the Iwatodai dorm, I stayed with Fuuka-San for a long time. We made gadgets and electronics together, and thus now I'm kinda good at making gadgets and stuff."
"So that's why..." Roi's thought train was interrupted as Swan suddenly cleared her throat, taking the two's attention.
"Are we just gonna stay in here and talk, or start our infiltration?" She said with slight anger, causing them to shiver for a bit.
"Y-Yeah." The leader shuttered, looking back at the open window. "Let's go, everyone."
With a sigh, the white thief swiftly jumped down to the museum, using her grappling hook to slow down her fall. Roi and Jester followed her afterward.
"Um... It's too quiet, even for Palace's standard." Jester commented, looking around.
"I can agree with that." Roi agreed with a nod, noticing the paintings hanging on the wall, each contained a portrait of a person, a young one.
"Huh... That's very 'diverse'." Swan sarcastically remarked, stepping closer to examine the portrait. "It's creepy."
"Yeah." The leader nodded, examining another portrait while noticing the info plaque below the portrait. "...Takumi Sato, 18... What the hell, what's with these names and stuff?"
"I got one here too." The royal thief said, looking at another painting of someone else. "Hana Ikari, 23... Kenji Ono, 16... This seems to be the portrait of former pupils of Madarame."
"Hey, guys! I found something."
Before Jester can answer, the white thief's word suddenly rang from behind, causing them to turn around. "This is Yusuke's portrait!" She exclaimed, eyes widening under her mask.
"That just confirmed your theory, Roi." Jester commented, suspicion building up in his chest. "Seeing them as a product and not human at all... This is a deep rabbit hole we're getting into."
"But we still need some more investigation." Roi suggested with a serious expression, pointing at the exit of the room. The other two nodded and with Jester leading the way, they reached a place with an information desk for some reason.
"So a museum indeed..." The leader trailed off, taking a leaflet for aside, reading it. "Oh, this is the map."
"Huh?" Swan and Roi stepped to his side and looked at the leaflet with him.
"It's not complete." She commented, rubbing her chin thoughtfully. "And it said there's one more leaflet deeper to the museum."
"I don't think we can complete the map today." Roi took the leaflet from Jester's hand, narrowing his eyes under the mask. "It's only half of the museum, and it's huge."
"We can worry about it another time." Jester interrupted. "We still need some more information to Madarame, let's explore for a bit more before calling it a day."
"Yeah, sure." Swan shrugged.
"Of course."
Seeing the agreement from the two, he led the trio of thieves to the only exit of the information booth. After a bit of running and strangely quiet hallways, they came across a large hall with a golden monument in the middle.
The monument was surrounded by a lot of banners with Madarame's name and caricature, billowing silently. taking a step closer to examine it, they found that the sculpture consists of several young children and adults, holding up their arms like a salve. At the very top was Madarame himself, raised by the multitude of children underneath him.
"What the hell is this?" The leader of the trio walked up to the plague, confused. "'The Infinite Spring: A conglomerate work of art that the great director Madarame created with his own funds. These individuals must offer their ideas to the director for the rest of their lives. Those who cannot do so have no worth living!'" He finished, realization and disgust building up in his throat.
"So the plagiarism was real." Roi said, clenching his hand in anger. "Unforgiveable bastard."
"He doesn't even qualify as an artist!" Swan angrily exclaimed, glaring at the monument. "He only keeps them around as long as they're useful to him."
"Another disgusting adult..." Jester murmured, clenching his fist. "He's not getting away with this, I swear."
"Yeah." The royal thief nodded, noticing that every door aside of the one they came in was locked. "But I think we can't go for any further now, it's all locked."
"All locked..." He murmured, sighing in defeat. "Let's come back tomorrow."
They all reluctantly nodded and went back to the open window, grappling themselves out. However, they're not aware that someone was watching them enter the Metaverse and came back to the real world.
"No way... They just vanished in thin air and came back..."
On the corner of the street the trio was standing on, a young lady with long dark hair with bangs, a red hair accessory resembling a rope with a three-leaf clover and a normal Kosei uniform was watching them in the distance.
Before she can speak again, her phone suddenly buzzed. "It's mother..." she took out her phone see frowned from who's calling, but still accepted the call anyway.
"Hifumi, where have you been!" The woman in the other end of the line shouted, causing the young lady to wince. "The interview is almost here! Where are you!"
"I'm sorry mother..." She apologized, bowing in the process. "I was going to thanks Kitagawa-Kun for helping me for art-related work-"
"I've told you that you're not allowed to date!" The woman shouted back. "You know there's already some male fans with all of your photo spread!"
"We're just classmates..." The yong lady sighed, walking down the road to meet her mother for the interview. "I will be there in a minute."
"Don't you dare to be late, Hifumi!" With that, the woman cut her line, leaving her alone.
However, her thought was filled by her discovery about those people. 'Who are those people' She thought, walking toward the station.
'Maybe I should observe them for a while...'
And with that, chapter 13 of P5: Another Thief concludes! thank you for reading!
Hifumi was officially introduced(And a month earlier than the game)! For story reason, her backstory and relationship with her mother will be changed for a bit. I bet you guys already guessed what I was going to do with her.
Also, I forgot to put the stat of Napoleon- Keigo's Persona. So here it is.
Napoleon- Lv. 18
Main elemental type: Nuclear AND Ice
RESIST: Nuclear ATTACK AND Ice ATTACK
WEAK: Psychokinesis AND Fire ATTACK
SKILLS:
Frei: Light Nuclear Damage to one foe.
Bufu: Light Ice Damage to one foe.
Amrita Drop: Cure all physiological ailments of 1 ally except for special status.
Rakukaja: Increase 1 teammate's Defense for a short period of time.
(Unique Skill)Conqueror's Rush: Increase 1 teammate's Agility for a while (longer than a Sukukaja )
Hope you would enjoy this story so far, reviews are welcome!
