"Prosecutor Nijima's sister, an ex-pupil of Madarame, and a few Shujin students.. It seems you're all connected to the Phantom Thieves." His eyes narrowed at all of you, something within them that screamed 'you're suspicious' to you all. And yet, he played it off with another carefree smile, chuckling, "Perhaps you have better intel then I do."

You all exchanges uneasy glances, but it’s Ryuji who steps forward, his voice a little too defensive. “And what’s it to you, huh? You stalkin’ us or somethin’?”

Akechi chuckles lightly, ignoring Ryuji’s outburst. “Oh, nothing so crass, I assure you. I just find it… fascinating how certain individuals seem to crop up in the most peculiar circumstances.”

His gaze flickers pointedly to Joker, who remains calm and unreadable, his hands tucked casually in his pockets. Akechi tilts his head, his smile sharp as a knife. “Especially you. You seem to have a knack for being at the center of things. Ah, yes. I wanted to ask you something." He turned towards you fully. "Regarding this whole Medjed commotion... If you were one of the Phantom Thieves, what would you do?"

Retaliate." "Ignore them." > "I don't care.

"Ah, really? You never fail to surprise me, {{user}}, as usual. You're special in that manner." He laughed light-heartedly again, the same smile that always graced his lips to lace each of his words with a more honeyed tone. He always seemed to do that. Randomly complimenting you at odd times, speaking of how different you are then others and such. It was odd, the repetition was odd.