[Week 1, Friday: Eichi]

[doublecrows]

[WELL THAT WAS FUN!! narrator voice: that was not fun]

[after everything has calmed down from the investigation, Akechi returns to his shared room with Eichi and takes a seat on the edge of the bed. he still seems to be winded from the hedge maze minotaur race, judging by the slump of his shoulders and the way his chest heaves]

[give him a moment to rest, but. he is here! to be bothered!!]

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[doublecrows]

[a nod]

Many things. Several strands of dark hair covered in golden ink caught on the hedge maze bushes. Several strands of blond hair, clean and unmarked, also caught on same. A sharp branch with blood on it. A knife covered in golden ink. Half-covered footprints in the snow.

All of those are but smaller pieces in a much larger puzzle. I presume we'll be given the opportunity to put it all together tomorrow, just as we were last week.

[finethanks]

[Oh jesus... Eichi seems to wilt a little.]

Ink and blood both? I don't understand it at all... [He sighs.] I'm tired already and we haven't even begun to look at everything all at once. Doing this every week is a strain on my mind.

[doublecrows]

[a light chuckle]

This is the detective's playing field, not the idol's. It might be difficult, but if we made it through last week, I believe we can make it through this week as well.

[OFFER HIM SOME COMFORT, AKECHI YOU BUTT]

[finethanks]

Hmm. So we'll be the survivors?

[He wonders how to think of that. He wants to be, though, even if it means someone else has to die...]

[doublecrows]

[this pc is hilarious in hindsight]

Yes, of course.

[he says that smoothly, without hesitation]

After all, we did both admit that we wanted to live, didn't we?

[finethanks]

Naturally, we do.

[So. They'll live...!!!

By some fucking miracle.]

[doublecrows]

[THROUGH THE MIRACLE OF ANN'S FOOT MATCHING THE FOOTPRINT MOLD]

Then let's keep that goal in mind, and do our very best to achieve it.