YAY!
Okay so… I read on the main site, and wiki about P5R and P5S, (YES i am including these into this as well.) and I was delighted to know that they aren't just redoing the original storyline, just adding onto it with a few tweaks sprinkled in. so, now that we got that, I'm gonna incorporate events from p5R as well.
And with the stuff going around about P5S being a canonical SEQUEL, needless to say, there's potential for more plot AFTER the main story is completed.
Anyways, i wanted to add elements of other Atlus games here as well, but my research was kinda everywhere, so… keep an eye out for them.
BTW, i might need help with some events with the extra shit P5R is giving us, so for now, this chapter will be SLIGHTLY slower in terms of pace.
Meanwhile, whilsts the PTs were entering mementos…..
"Sojiro? You here?" Kawakami asks, entering the familiar coffee shop. The first, or rather only, scene she sees is a small conversation between several of the current occupants.
Obviously, the first one she spots was Sojiro, tending to a batch of curry behind the counter.
The next two, the only females she knew of the group, were the next to be seen, one was a darkish blue haired woman in a punk rock attire, and the second brunette had a more reporter like appearance, signifying that they were Tae and Ohya respectively to the teacher.
The fourth person in the shop, was a gruff looking man. He didn't wear much to catch the eye, but the familiar cap gave it way to her that it was Iwai.
The fifth was a rather portly man in a dark blue suit. It didn't really take long to find out that it was Yoshida.
The last of the group in the shop was someone she didn't expect to come though…
"Um… Sojiro, who're these two?" Kawakami asks, looking at the rather familiar looking duo. "They look familiar, but…" she thought to herself.
"Oh, don't mind them, they're just some friends of mine from way back; they're Akira's parents."
"Akira's… parents!?" she yipped, gazing at the married couple. Now that she looks them over once more, she does see resemblances of Akira in both of them.
"Pleasure to meet all of you." the woman, a rather petite revenette, greeted the group. "I'm Schala Kurusu. This here is my beloved, Serge Amamiya."
"..." the slightly taller, blue haired male nodded in greeting at his name.
"Anyways, don't mind us. Please, continue."
"... i don't know…" Kawakami murmured. "well, worse case scenario, I just make something up…"
"Don't worry, they know quite a bit of crazy stuff, surprisingly." Sojiro replied, reassuring her.
"Aw crap, here goes…" "So… I found these slips of paper in one of my classrooms the other day." Kawakami started, laying a small stack on the counter. "At first I thought they were random notes, or something like that, so I skimmed through some of them, and said what was on one of them. Shrugging at the odd name i tossed one away, and surprise, surprise, my trash bin bursts into flames."
"It burst into flames? That sounds unlikely." Tae interrupted.
"Believe me, if i didn't see it, I would've said the same." looking back at the slips of paper, Kawakami internally panicked to not only see some of it missing, but Sojiro looking over a few.
"What even are these words? What the hell is a Bufu anyways?"
"Wait, Sojiro don-"
Setting his slips on the ground, none of the group were prepared for what happened next. One second, the slip labeled bufu lightly touched a mug of coffee on the counter, the next second, both the slip, the coffee in the mug AND the mug itself instantaneously froze into a block of ice. Needless to say, the reactions are just as instant…
"The Hell!?" Sojiro yelled out, jumping back lightly.
"What!?" Tae, Schala and Ohya yelled as well, Serge covering his wife protectively in the process.
"... did that coffee turn into an ice cube?" Iwai casually said, surprise etched on his face.
"Kawakami, what happened?" Yoshida shouts out, gaining the teacher's attention.
"T-that's what happened to my trash bin too, except i read Maragi!"
"No way… let me see that." Iwai shrugs, taking a few more slips from the pile. "The hell even are these? Potshot?"
"H-hang on! I found out that if you say the name and let go, it activates!" Kawakami warned, preventing the man from tossing the slip.
"And how do you know this?"
"I may have accidentally shouted a few on the way here… before dropping them."
"Wait…" Yosihda said, pondering a bit. "there was news going around about a sudden earthquake and power surge near here… was that you?"
"ANYWAYS, that's not the only thing that I wanted to talk about!" Kawakami shouts out, gaining everyone's attention once more. "Whenever i used those slips, being intentional or not, it gave me a bit of… nostalgia."
"Nostalgia?" Ohya repeated.
"Yeah, like i've done this before...i don't know why though and I've been giving myself headaches trying to find out why on my own. I was wondering if you guys at least felt the same, just in case I wasn't the only one."
Silence befell the group as they thought about the events seconds prior.
"Hey… now that you mention it, that DID feel somewhat familiar." Sojiro finally says.
"Really!? So I'm not the only one who thinks this is weird, right?"
"That's a gross understatement, but yeah…" Iwai sighed. "What about you two, anything ring a bell here?"
"Actually, yes." Schala confirms, startling the rest of them. "If I recall, there were some rumors, and texts revolving around this sort of thing. It's back home, but i do think i have at least something that might shed some light."
"Oh, would you please consider giving us that info? That could be the scoop of the century right there!" Ohya pleaded. "Just imagine it: magic paper: the new world's-"
"Ohya we're NOT going to take this to the public, they'll erupt into panic!" Yoshida shouts out.
"Well, what about you guys?" Kawakami said. "I got Sojiro's answer, but what about you?"
"...I'd be lying if I said that some of these don't ring any bells…" Tae sighed, handing the slips she snagged from Iwai back to her.
"Same here."
"Yep yep!"
"As odd as it is, it does bring back nostalgia… somehow. You said it was in your classrooms, correct? Did you know which student had these?" Yoshida continued.
"No, I found them at the end of the day, and nobody else was there."
"Hmm… well, something's going on here, and now I'm too curious to let it slide." Sojiro stated. "Just keep it on the down low for now, alright? We still have lives to live."
"Of course, let me know if you find out about anything… you guys still have our contacts right?" Kawakami asked, confirmatory replies were her answer.
"As riveting as this is, I was wondering something for a while now…" Shala said. "How is my baby boy doing in school anyways?"
~why do I get the feeling that our lives are in jeopardy right now?~
"I don't know…" Akira shrugged ready to take out the Velvet room key before-
*BZZZT*
Taking out the phone, and ignoring the peeking Ryuji, Akira looked onto the phone… and scowled at the number attempting to call him.
Incoming call: Rise
With a few taps on his phone, he held it up to his ear. "Leave me alone." was all he said, not even waiting for a reply before hanging up and deleting the number, blocking the contact for good measure.
"Uh… dude, who was that?" Ryuji asked, concerned at the sudden 180 his leader just pulled.
"Nobody. Let's move on." was all the ravenette said, walking forward into the Velvet room. The rest of the team followed soon after, the sudden twist to akira's mood lingering in their minds.
"Greetings Trickster and friends." Philemon greeted. "You seem to be in a foul mood this time."
"Hey Philemon… I just… got a bit mad for a bit."
~yeah, Phil… just a blast from the past… a bad one at that, don't worry.~
"Hmm… whether that be the case or not, we are confident in your decision to disclose this should you feel the need to. However, there is a pressing matter to address."
"Really?" Akira asked. "What is it?"
"There is something stirring within the world, both real and spiritual." Igor stated, fluttering over to Philemon. "We're trying to get a better grasp on what exactly this is. As of right now, I recommend that you unlock the other potential's Beldirever."
~is that all you had to tell us?~
"Not quite." Philemon continued. "Just in case things get out of hand, I have a failsafe created before your initial arrival Trickster." pulling out a heart shaped crystal from his jacket, Philemon hands it over to the group. "There are similar users of persona hidden in the common eye. I had requested their aide a while ago to help weaken the demiurge's influence at the time. I sealed their memories of the event since they requested to live their lives peacefully, but I fear that we may need their aide once more."
"Coincidentally enough, you've met quite a few of them before." igor said.
~we have?~
"Indeed. They may not know it, but they do carry potential. Before we ask of you to seek out these individuals however, we implore you to collect these memory fragments first; they are of different colors, but all are in the shape of a heart."
"Find heart crystals. Got it."
~alright, Ann come here!~ Arata said, pulling the blonde to the side. Placing her hand on his chest and his on hers, Arata began his chant.
~I am Thou… Thou Art I…
I grant thou the key of thy soul…
Thy potential shall bring forth a new power…
I grant thou the bow of the Lovers,
That shall unite the fragments of truth…~
A red veil of heat flowed through her body, a wave of light and flames dancing around her.
"What is… wow."
~Shiho. You're up.~ the mentioned girl stepped forward in which arata repeats his chant.
~I am Thou… Thou Art I…
I grant thou the key of thy soul…
Thy potential shall bring forth a new power…
I grant thou the shield of the Knight,
to which thou shall protect your ideals from ruin…~
A gold light illuminated around Shiho, sounds of chains echoed throughout the room as the girl stared in awe of her newfound strength.
"I feel… Amazing.."
~and finally, Mishima. Come here.~ the last of the group stood in front of the godling., to which he repeats.
~I am Thou… Thou Art I…
I grant thou the key of thy soul…
Thy potential shall bring forth a new power…
I grant thou the drive of the Moon
That will guide your way in the deepest of darkness…~
A deep black line of aura surged through Mishima, tightening his muscles slightly with newly unlocked power.
"Whoa… this feels..."
"That is all for now, Trickster and friends. We shall inform you of any updates to this conundrum when we find out more." Philemon stated. "Till we meet again."
Saturday 14th
Train station
Early morning
After several grueling days of surprise quizzes and tests, with Ryuji surprisingly scoring in the top ten to most of the group's shock, we now find Akira, Arata, Shiho and Ryuji talking to the side.
"I'm telling you, a friend of mine is coming here to settle down soon, all i'm proposing is that we go up there and say hi." Ryuji said.
"And why is she coming here in the first place?" Shiho asked. "We don't really know much about this friend of yours. So…"
"Something about a crossover gig. Speaking of which…"
"I hope you're not fawning over another pop singer." Ann said, walking over to join the group. "It's bad enough that you are all gaga over Risette."
"Were Dammit! That was just a phase!"
"..."
"Umm… Akira, Arata?" Morgana stated. "Are you two alright? You seem pretty tense."
~we're fine, Mona, just… ~
"It's alright, it's in the past…" Akira droned out, as if he practiced that line as some form of mantra.
"Anyways, so what're we gonna do now?" Ryuji asked once more.
~first and foremost, we celebrate: the whole group's in the top ten! That's party worthy!~
"Party worthy?" a new voice adds on, startling the whole group. Turning behind themselves, Akira sighed as it was merely Kasumi.
"Uh… what's this about a party?" Shiho redirected, aiming to throw the girl off.
~don't bother gang, she can see me.~
"HUH!?" all three other members shouted.
"You're ghost friend said something about a party. What tricks are you going to pull on these innocent civilians!?"
"...what?" Ryuji deadpanned.
~she thinks I'm a ghost haunting Kira.~
"You ARE a ghost haunting him, there's no other explanation!"
~oi, keep your voice down, lass, you're gonna make a scene!~
"Well, no use running now… hey, Kasumi, wanna join us?" Akira asked. Further shocking the rest of the group.
"W-w-what!? Why would i-"
"Think of it like this; the more you hang out with me and my… ghost, the easier it will be to exorcise him, as long as you keep it a secret."
"Hmm… you do make a valid point…"
~...oh I see what you're doing.~ Arata whispered in Akira's ear. ~alright girl, listen up. I'm gonna challenge you. If you can successfully exorcise me, then I'll turn into a benevolent spirit that will gift you and your future generations for your heroism, BUT you mustn't let anyone know of this, me, or any of your attempts to purify me.~
"Still your tongue ghost, I'll take your challenge if only to save this poor boy of your malice!" Kasumi retorted.
~Fine then!~
"...what the hell is happening?" Ann asked out of the blue.
"That was us getting Kasumi to keep quiet about Arata in public." Akira whispered to the group. "Anyways, the train's here." Akira said, the group, plus Kasumi, boarded the train, Ann being the only one shivering at the idea of someone watching her.
A few minutes later, the group managed to find out the cause for Ann's discomfort, a tall, blue haired male was following close behind the group, and they had caught him in the act.
"Alright, spill, what're you doing stalking our friends like that?" Ryuji asked, ready for a fight should the case go south.
"Stalking? That's outrageous." the male addressed.
"Then what's your deal, huh? Why are you following us?" Ann continued.
" when I say you from the car, I couldn't help myself from chasing after you…" the male replied. "I didn't even notice my sensei calling out to me, but thank goodness I caught up to you."
"Ok… that doesn't explain why though…" Shiho said.
In a sudden surge of emotions, the male raised his voice. "You're the woman I've been searching for all this time! Please won't you-"
~OH shit! Kira punch him quick!~
"W-wait a minute I-" Ann stammered.
"-Be my model for my next art piece!?" the male finished.
Silence enveloped the group as the digested what the male in front of them said.
"...model?"
~oh, wait… so this is a misunderstanding? Oh i thought he was gonna propose to her.~
"All that I've drawn until now have been lacking, but i feel a passion from you like no other."
"This man is highly suspicious!" Morgana hissed, to which Arata rubbed his head.
~calm down, fuzzball.~
"Will you accept my offer? What do you say?"
"Um…"
*BEEP BEEP*
"Tch.. they're already here…" the man sighed. Digging into his pockets. "Here, these are tickets to the exhibition where Madarame sensei is holding his art gallery."
"Hold the hell on, dude! Who even are you!?"
"Ah, where are my manners. I'm a second year at Kosei high's fine arts division. My name's Yusuke Kitagawa."
~fine arts division? So he's serious about her being a model for art… wait~
"Madarame?" Morgana repeated, deep in thought.
*BEEP BEEP BEEEEEP*
"I-I'm Coming!" here, take these. I'll also be there." Yusuke said, putting several tickets into Ann's hands. "I really appreciate it if you could give me an answer soon. But i must be off. Please consider my offer." and with that, Yusuke entered the car as it drove off when he closed the door.
"Hmm… Madarame." Morgana mumbled.
A few hours later…
"Why did I agree to come to this again?" Mishima whined halfheartedly. "I was in the middle of info gathering."
"Oh, calm yourself, Yuuki." Haru countered. "I'm surprised this Yusuke fellow gave you enough tickets for all of us."
~I'm surprised you didn't get one yourself, Haru.. aren't you like a modern day princess or something?~
"No comment."
After talking with the rest of the group, bar Kawakami, who said that she had things to do in school, the group, the now expanded group entered the surprisingly crowded art gallery listed on the tickets.
"Ah, it's you!" Yusuke cheered lightly, walking towards the group… only to lightly scowl at the males. "You you all actually came with her…"
"What did you expect when you shoved a shit ton of tickets at us?" Ryuji retorted.
"Just be sure to not get in the way of the other visitors, alright, there are several reporters here as well." Yusuke then looked at Ann. "come now, I'll show you around the exhibit, I'd like to discuss more about the piece I plan to draw as well."
"Um.. would it be okay if my friend shiho joined too?"
"I don't see why not."
"Great!" Ann cheered, the two girls following the blunette, whispering in Akira's ear as she passed. "We'll keep an eye on Yusuke, just try not to cause trouble."
Nodding at them, the rest of the group were left to their own devices. After calming morgana down, looking around the place, and nearly getting mauled by a stampede of fans, the group regrouped in an accessway near the place.
"Thank god we made it out!" Ryuji cheered, slumping down near the guardrail.
~we even lost Kasumi in the crowd too, so…~
"What's the deal with her anyways?" Haru asked.
~not important.~
"Why'd you leave without us!?" Ann shouts out, both her and Shiho walking towards the group.
"You lot scared us when we couldn't find you anywhere."
"We almost died via human avalanche, we had no choice but to leave!" Mishima sighed.
"Enough about that! Look at this!" Ryuji said pulling out his phone to the group. " this post might be about Madarame. It says that the guy's plagiarizing his pupil's work as his own. Only his face is shown in public."
"Plagiarizing!?"
"Not only that, but there seems to be rumors of sexual misconduct/harassment as well."
"Okay, now I now that's fake."
~is it, Takamaki? IS it really?~
"W-wha, I don't know!"
Whilst the group bickers about, Akira pulls out his own phone and opened the meta-nav.
"Ichiryusai Madarame." he whispered into the phone.
*Candidate found.*
This promptly shuts the group up. Turning to the leader of the group, they saw the now partially filled navigation app on his phone.
"so … at least we know he has a palace." Akira said.
~wow due… just… wow.~
"Shut up."
"Hey… I heard something about Madarame and "shack" in someone's conversation, y'know, before we got trampled. Try adding shack."
*Candidate found*
"Nevermind! that is two thirds of the puzzle solved."
~hot damn, we're on a roll and we don't even know what we're doing.~
"Now that you mention it…" Mishima added. "I think I read something about him too." pulling out his phone, Mishima read aloud. "His treatment to the pupils that live with him is awful. He teaches nothing, and only bosses them around. Even with more risque notions too."
"Risque?"
"He treats them inhumanely, as if they were nothing but dogs or slaves."
"So, Abuse, plagiarism, and potential sexual harassment, huh?" Morgana listed off. "That sounds like a job for us Phantom thieves."
"Wait, are they both guys? Why would Madarame and yusuke…"
"Actually…" Shiho said, gaining their attention. "We met with another pupil of Madarame, Ritsuka Kagutsuki, while we met with Yusuke."
"Yeah, she seemed… eager… to get close to him, and that look she gave us… it was like the girl was jealous."
~aw shit, here we go again.~
"To make matters worse, there was a third pupil too." Ann continued. "Some guy named Chado Chadomaru. From what Yusuke told us, the guy was like some pretentious prick who rivals him too."
"Great, so now we have to potentially save two to three people from the guy!?" Ryuji groaned.
"Did you get the address as to where they might be?" Haru asked.
"... umm…"
Monday 16th
After school
~this isn't a shack, it's a goddamn stack of cards.~
Arriving at their new destination, the group had mixed reactions of the rather shady looking building in front of them.
"Well, this is the right address…"
"Let's just get this over with…" Akira sighed, the group arriving at the entrance.
"Nobody sneeze alright." Morgana quipped as Ryuji rang the doorbell.
*who is it?* a rather familiar voice buzzed out an intercom at the door.
"It's me, Ann Takamaki."
*I'll be right out!... move Chado! Ritsuka put that down!*
"Uuuh." the group droned out. Suddenly the door opened, revealing three people. The first one was of course, Yusuke. The second one looked like a bulkier (albeit slightly), douchier clone of him, with brown hair instead of blue. The last one was a girl, with long black hair in twintails. Yusuke seems to be snarling at the two though..
"I told you two to fuc- Oh, Takamaki-..." Yusuke stopped when he found everyone else with her. "Oh… I thought you came alone…"
"Oh yusuke…" the girl named Ritsuka said, causing the blunette to shiver a tiny bit, "you never told us, that this… model… had some friends… rather good looking ones too." she finished, winking at the males, who shifted uncomfortably.
"Yeah, Blue balls, why didn't you tell me that you were bringing in some hotties?" the brownish version, Chado, continued.
"Go back to what you were doing you two, this doesn't concern you!" Yusuke snarled back at them. "Apologies for my… roommates… they're rather uncouth."
"No problem…"
~these two reek of thot and dickbag…~
"Please, come in. we can discuss the painting in my studio."
"Heh, why bother going to your pigsty of a room. Come on ladies, you can hole up in my room if you like?" Chado said.
"Hm… if Takamaki is the only one you're using, then i'll house the boys. I have a few.. Special paintings in mind for them." Ritsuka said, sending shivers down all of the males spines.
"Just ignore them." Yusuke sighed.
A few minutes later, the PTs all agreed to stay in Yusuke's room, much to the other pupil's annoyance. The group stood around minding their own business as Yusuke began paining Ann, who sat in place in front of him.
~God this is boring.~
"I agree... " Morgana sighed. "Hey guys, Arata and I'll take a look around the place."
~good idea. Grab on.~ snagging the cat from Akira's bag, the group nodded as the two entities left the room. Opting to go left first, the two found a rather highly decorated door with a hefty lock on it.
"What a suspicious looking door…"
~wanna peek?~
"We can open it?"
~I'm a godling dude, phasing through walls is baby steps.~
With that, the two phased through the door, several identical paintings were the only thing in the room, with one in the center covered by a tarp.
"Ugh, these are just paintings. Good ones, but still."
~let's check elsewhere. For now.~ exiting the painting room, they took a right this time, and managed to find a room with a plaque labeled "Chado's the king, Yusuke's a wimp" on the door.
~geez this guy must really like grinding his dick on a chainsaw doesn't he?~
"Yeah, what'd this guy have that Yusuke doesn't?"
Looking into the room, both almost had to suppress a gag at the sight before them. Various bras, panties, and drugs filled half the room, with the other half filled with abstract paintings and art supplies, holding their noses at the rather dense fog of incense and drugs in the air, both diverted their attention to the bed… and immediately went wide eyed at the sight of Chado-
Both tumbled out of the room, too shocked to speak for a few minutes.
~d-did that guy…~
"Y-yep."
~and that girl…~
"Uh huh…"
~... godDAMMIT! It's JUST LIKE KAMOSHITA!~
"And with all that drug usage, i think he drugged her into doing that."
~let's find something else before I slit the boy's throat.~
Opting to repress that rather… cursed image from their minds, the duo flew upwards to the next level of the house. Immediately finding Ritsuka's room, labeled "Ritsuka's Black Market".
~why do I have a feeling that I don't want to know what's in there?~
"Let's just take a quick peek…"
Phasing through the door once more, both cat guide and godling immediately regretted looking into here. Unlike Chado's room, Ritsuka's room was mostly drawing's paintings, and cameras. The problem? 90% of said art was… porn. Nude pinups, sexually implied dynamic shots, shameful looking portraits, PICTURES of the model for the pieces… and the biggest shock: they were ALL Yusuke. Yusuke nude models everywhere. And much to their horror, Ritsuka was there as well, growling and hissing aggressively as she-
~Morgana let's get the FUCK OUTTA HERE!~
"Go go go go go!" running back to the group like bats out of hell, the duo gasped and panted heavily at what they just saw…
~i'm taking the annoyed blueberry over those two bastards any day.~
"Good thing Yusuke just wants a model to paint, nothing to worry a-" the door flew open revealing a rather miffed PT crew. "Bout?"
"Ah, what's a cat doing here?"
"What did you guys find out?" Akira asked. "And why do you guys look… pissed?" the group convened across the street, in a spot where nobody can find them.
~we got a bonafide THOT who sees yusuke as a boy toy, and Kamoshita 2.0 in there!~
"WHAT!?" the rest of the group shouted out.
"The first place was a decorated room filled with identical paintings. That was fine… but we explored some more and found chado's room…"
~the bastard has panties hanging like christmas ornaments, the room reeked of kush and booze, and chad was… he was fucking some girl… well more like beating the crap out of her.~
"Why didn't you-"
~I was tempted, but i couldn't or else we'd be caught, and the girl was too drugged up to think straight, let alone say anything! Besides, we fell on our asses by the sheer absurdity of it!~
"Breathe Arata. Breathe"
"Anyways, we decided to check on Ritsuka's room… and…"
"What?" Haru asked.
"Yusuke may be more innocent than we initially thought." ignoring Ryuji's snort and retort, Morgana continued. "She's… she's a risque artist…"
~risque's an understatement; her room's a fucking shrine of Yusuke for perverted whores! Nude paintings, sexual pinups, pictures. FUCKING PICTURES Kira!~
"WHAT!?"
"Hang on… Mishima pulled up the app on his phone… "Ichiryusai Madarame, Ritsuka Kagutsuki, and Chado Chadomaru."
*candidates found*
Further shocking the whole group, all three names were on the SAME line meaning only one thing…
"Oh god… they're in on this!?" Ann shouts out.
"Try Yusuke too."
*Candidate not found*
~oh thank god.~ Arata wheezed. ~after what we've seen, Yusuke's the MOST innocent in that house of assholes.~
"So we have them, the Shack… what do they think of their house?" Shiho asked.
"Must be something art related… like a museum or someth-"
*candidate found. Beginning navigation*
"IT WAS THAT EASY!?" everyone screams as the world distorts into black and red.
Monday 16th
Evening
Leblanc's
"Goddammit!" Akira hissed under his breath. Practically jackhammering the floor with his foot.
After exploring the horrendous museum, the group decided to call it quits for the day, not being able to take any of what the palaces showed them at that moment. Ignoring an awkward confrontation with a woman named Nijima, (might need to stay cautious around her), the triad of Arata, Akira and Morgana now sat in the room.
~I know right! Those pricks are treating yusuke like crap at best!~
"We can't let this slide. We have to steal their desires! If not for the Phantom thieves, then at least to save Yusuke!"
~I agree, this cannot go unpunished!~ Arsene shouts, appearing in the room as well, with Zorro following suit afterwards.
~indeed. Though I do believe it would be better to kill them off instead.~ Zorro added.
~... i'm actually considering on that.~
"Guys we are not going to kill them!" Akira said. "We will steal their hearts, and make sure Yusuke gets the help he needs."
~and should the off chance of them suffering in the process happen?~
"Well, I never said we can't make them suffer…" smirking at this, the group and persona turned in for the night, a new set of plans for what comes next.
YAY! Madarame Arc!
I've added these two new characters just to add a little more spice to it. Expect more crap like this in the future.
TBC