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"Of course I will. When I say I'll do something like that, I will. I'll take the proverbial bullet of Sojiro's wrath." That was, if Sojiro was indeed angry at this instead of being more curious than anything. Who knew how Sojiro would actually handle it but he really did doubt he would do anything drastically.

But the real truth was that Ren would take constant torture if that meant making her friends happy. But he wouldn't really admit that unless he absolutely had to.

But he was taken by surprise by Futaba's question of whether people's kindness were finite. If he answered based solely on his own parents? Definitely. But that wasn't an answer that he was going to give her. No way in hell would he say that. He didn't really have a good way to answer it though, at least initially as he was chewing through it.

"No, I don't think so. Though people are complicated naturally. If this is you worrying about Sojiro I really wouldn't get that worked up about it. But well...emotions are complicated and whether people are kind or not is just as complicated, to put it simply. Honestly I wish I had a better answer for you but I don't, beyond my initial answer." He wasn't a miracle worker, after all...

Then again, he wishes he were.

"Yeah, that's kind of a miracle in itself," Futaba muttered recalling the months she spent shut in her room. Sojiro was far too kind for his own good, honestly. After all, who just takes in some kid they have no relation to other than being a friend of their dead mom?

The same type of man who would let some delinquent serve out his probation in Tokyo without really knowing him. That had been for her sake too if she thought about it.

But somehow that made her more anxious. No one could remain that kind forever. One day the kindness had to run out, right? That's how it always went. Sojiro just happened to be more kind than most.

"You'll do that? Really?" Futaba felt a rush of relief wash over her, but then a thought occurred to her that Akira's kindness may run out one day, and what would she do without her key item?

A long pause followed before she spoke again.

"...Do you ever worry that... people's kindness is finite?"

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Another day, and more time since her harrowing experience within Oyamanda's palace that prompted her to end up getting anti anxiety medicine to deal with the attacks that she dealt with afterwards, even after awakening to her own sense of rebellion and ending up with Metradora.

That thrilling rush of finally being able to confront Oyamanda, her former mentor directly was still counteracted with all the trauma that she received, but surely time healed all wounds, right? Then again, Japan wasn't exactly known for being the beacon of mental health and all that.

But now that was all over. Oyamanda had confessed to his sins after the change of heart and her reputation was no longer slandered. Although the Plague Doctor/Doctor of death name still lingered around, as not everyone had caught the news and still just went based on what they had heard in the past.

Her future was undecided but currently she was still just the clinic doctor in exile, in the middle of nowhere who took care of the usual patients and such, now with a secret that she would probably end up taking to the grave with, which made her chuckle in a morbid way.

Now all of her thoughts regarding her recent past and such were interrupted as she heard a knock on the door to the clinic before the usual sound of the door opening. There was quite the look of surprise on her face as she saw the prosecutor of justice, Sae Nijima. What the hell could she want here? There was no way she was here for a check up or anything.

Okay, deep breath Takemi. Nothing bad was going to happen just by talking. And she had her anti anxiety medicine next to her just in case she had an attack during the whole thing. "Ah, Nijima-san. What a surprise. Never expected anyone like you here." She figured that was a good enough thing to say. "What are you in here for? Does my reputation still precede me? And here I thought I had finally been cleared for all that."

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Takemi Medical Clinic.

The place that so many rumours have focused upon as a focus of unearned ire. A relatively shady building with a certain mystique, only punctuated by the clinician who didn't abide by standard dress sense. Cloaked in notoriety as much as the entrance is cloaked in shadows.

The place wherein the infamous Plague resides, if you're to believe the rumours of Doctor Tae Takemi taking a life via gross negligence, and not due to the immense pressure of her superiors. A form of exile…or rather, the rapid scattering of evidence that'd result in a solid conviction. To the four winds, so certain that they'd be lost…

But guilt is persistent. And revenge takes many forms. Oyamada had confessed his sins for the public to hear, the horrible obfuscation of Miwa's condition and her rapidly declining health. He had almost let her die for the sake of his career.

But that's not why Sae's come to the doctor's clinic. Well, not entirely. She's come here to find out what Tae's relationship with the Thieves are, and what Oyamada's ties with Shido were. After all, she is the group's legal counsel along with their physical powerhouse. It would do for her to have every last piece of evidence she can get her hands on, before taking the torch to the conspiracy.

In the shelter of the little crevice, Sae gets her gameplan in mind for the pursuit of the Justice she had once forsaken…but now will never let go of again. Accusations will not serve, especially if they incriminate the team that accepted her regardless of her sins. Question, clarify, determine and deduct. The target is Oyamada…and his suspected master.

She knocks on the door, ready for the reckoning that will come with traipsing into unfamiliar territory.

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"Woof woof." He acted like his "tail" was wagging and he was all happy and what not. Honestly this wasn't the most humiliating thing he had ever done. Less we ever forget the whole glue incident.

A long pause before an awkward pat on his head.

"Good boy?"

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"Bark bark grrr bark."

"... Would you get on your knees and bark like a dog?"

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"Of course." He reached down and gave the orange hair gremlin a few more of those head pats that she loved so much. If she was asking for them, of course he would comply. "I'll even give you more compliments in the process. You are incredibly smart and talented. I wouldn't even know where to begin with the stuff you do computer wise."

There was so much more he wanted to say but was going to keep it relatively concise as he kept giving her some more gentle headpats. "You have done so much to help me and it's amazing just how much you've changed for the better since the first we met. The fact that you knew that you needed to seek out help even in your worst is just amazing frankly. I couldn't be any more proud of you.

Of course, I want to save more but I can't give you all the compliments at once now can I?"

"A compliment? Really? Well, then you should be giving me more head pats since you brought them up."

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"Personally I don't recommend leaving scars on anyone, physical or otherwise. But what do I know?"

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"Imagine leaving a scar right on Akechi's cute little cheek. Every time he has to feel his face or see his face it's a reminder that I own him and that scar will be a reminder of me always. Just a minor blemish that I cherish forever and ever." Ren are you okay.

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"I'll take it. 4/10 isn't the worst thing ever. But you know my abilities with a knife and all. I'm sure you would enjoy it as I lick the knife and all."

"... 4 out of 10."

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Fluster my muse, do it, just fluster them.

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"Everyone is flirting with Akechi wrong. You just have to draw blood on him in the heat of battle and then tell him how good his blood tastes before immediately making out with him. Source: I made it up but I imagine that's how it works."

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"No, of course not taba. I mean that in the most genuine, endearing way possible. I would never make fun of you for liking head pats. If anything I'm giving you a compliment."

"A-Are you making fun of me? I'm not a dog. I cannot be pacified with head pats alone."

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Your muse now has my permission to release all of their anger focused towards my muse.

Come into the inbox and hit them, yell at them, and tell them exactly what they’ve done to anger your muse.

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"I must admit, there's something incredibly cute about how Futaba reacts to getting head pats. It's so cute I almost can't stand it."

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Relaxation wasn't something that Tae got a lot of, especially after being emotionally and psychologically tortured inside of Oyamanda's palace. But she found herself relaxing within her tub, not reading a book this time. It reminded her too much of events before then. To think she ended up with a Persona just like the others.

It was crazy to think about but it happened. As she relaxed, her mind flashed back to that palace, and she tried to shake her head. God, the fact that her mind was messed with like it was. It was so hard to figure out what was a falsified memory and what was real. Though she was slowly pushing the falsified memories away.

She definitely needed a ton of therapy though. That was what she was learning, but Japan was notoriously bad with mental health, and who could she talk to and have them believe what happened to her? Well, regardless she pledged to help out the Phantom Thieves so she had no time for therapy.

Oyamanda was going to get what he had coming, very soon in fact. So for now, she would relax in the water and close her eyes, thinking about them sending that calling card and having his heart changed. God she was going to enjoy getting revenge on that bastard for everything that he did to her. And her reputation was hopefully, no longer going to be sullied. Not that it mattered, really, at this point...

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"I'm actually quite the fan of french toast myself."

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"I think we should normalize being sluts. I'm such a slut for sweets right now myself."