[ Akira remembers that much before things drastically turned for the worst There's something that feels off about Goro, but he doesn't point it out for now. Morrigan doesn't seem to mind and rubs himself against the familiar person's ankles. It's better that they continue the heist except they're starting from the middle of the infiltration route, very different from what the screen first depicted.
To be specific, they're in the dining hall where several translucent women, dressed up as meals, splay themselves on the long dining table. Kamoshida really is detestable—the sight only makes Akira exhausted, heaving a sigh. ]
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[ Akira remembers that much before things drastically turned for the worst There's something that feels off about Goro, but he doesn't point it out for now. Morrigan doesn't seem to mind and rubs himself against the familiar person's ankles. It's better that they continue the heist except they're starting from the middle of the infiltration route, very different from what the screen first depicted.
To be specific, they're in the dining hall where several translucent women, dressed up as meals, splay themselves on the long dining table. Kamoshida really is detestable—the sight only makes Akira exhausted, heaving a sigh. ]
You left me here...
[ With this. ]