THE FIFTH INVESTIGATION

[airlockedmods]

[As usual, the day begins at seven a.m.

Good morning, Champions.]

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[misanthropicprinciple]

I don't think so, Yuuri.

[Not after those letters, anyway. If it comes to the sort of thing that requires a proper investigation... that's pretty compelling evidence right there.

She needs a hug, but he hasn't switched fully over into boyfriend mode from investigator mode yet.]

Here, do you need help gathering things?

[serrata]

I... p--please, yes...

[ She's having to lean against the doorframe for a moment to try and calm herself down. She's seen so many bodies these past few weeks, too damn many -- but the blood and the panic and the scrabbling to save someone and she's back in Megurigaoka with Megumi Sakura's blood on her hands, her school uniform.

A breath. Then another. There. Better.

She peels away from the door heads for the bed so she can start stripping it of blankets. ]

Can you see if there's anything in his closet? His spare clothes or-- or anything.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Yeah.

[To the closet. Anything interesting in there? Choromatsu's been wearing his kigurumi around a lot recently, that should be warm.]

[airlockedmods]

[You have found everything of note in the bedroom! The kigurumi is a good idea, though.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Time to kigu this poor muppet up.]

Will his kigurumi work, Yuuri? Might be hard to get him into it, but if he needs to be warm...

[serrata]

That should be fine! We need to make sure he's warm and comfortable.

[ It's not like getting him into it is going to be any more awkward than undressing him already is. ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Here.

[He comes over to hand it to her, pauses, then reaches for her hand to give it a brief squeeze.

He doesn't say anything. He can't promise Choromatsu will make it. But Junpei's here, and he'll continue to be here for her, whatever happens.]

[serrata]

[ She looks down at their joined hands for a moment like she doesn't know what to do in response -- she's still running on panic brain. But then she seems to relax, just a little, and squeezes his in return.

She doesn't quite manage to crack a smile yet but her expression, when she meets his gaze, is just a bit less grim and a touch warmer. ]

I... me and Nari will make sure he's okay. [ and even though it's Friday -- even though there'd been so much blood, she finds herself adding: ] I promise.