Heroes

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Yosuke's POV:

How could he...? I mean, seriously...

How could he even think of hurting his own nephew...?

"Yosuke!" Chie's voice snaps me out of my thoughts. "We've found the stairs. You coming?"

"Y-yeah... Coming," I nod.

"Up these stairs..." Rise begins. "Is Mitsuo Kubo. Are you guys ready?"

"...Yeah," Kanji grunts.

"Let's do this," Yu agrees.

"Hey, wait," I mumble.

"Hm?" He turns.

"Can... Can I talk to you?"

"...We should really get going," he shrugs.

"Please?" I sigh.

"...Yosuke-"

"You can talk to him later," Kanji scoffs.

"Nobody was speaking to you," I frown.

"That was unnecessary," Yukiko mumbles.

"So?" I ask, turning back to Yu.

"I..." His grip on his katana tightens.

I get it; he wants this over and done with. He wants this whole damn case over and done with as soon as possible. All so everything at home can go back to normal. I know that, but...

"...Fine," he whispers.

"But, Senpai..." Kanji says.

"...In the meantime, the rest of us should go look for some kind of orb," Rise suggests.

"Orb?" Teddie furrows his eyebrows.

"It seems the door upstairs is locked," she says. "I can feel it."

"Okay, so where can we find this orb?" Yukiko sighs.

"Let's try heading downstairs," Rise says. "Search anywhere you can."

"Will you two be okay up here alone?" Chie eyes me and Yu.

"Course," I scoff.

"...See you, Senpai," Kanji mumbles, being the first to leave.

"Be safe," Yu says, waving Rise and the other girls off.

"...You can't stay, Ted," I frown.

"...Why not?" He pouts.

"Uh... Private talk?" I scoff. "Bro talk?"

"Uh-huh," he nods.

"Something you're not part of," I grunt.

"...Fine," he scoffs, turning to follow after the others.

"...Are you okay?" Yu asks quietly.

"Me?" I say. "Dude, I should be asking you that."

"...Why?"

"After last night-"

"You didn't tell anybody. Did you?" His voice suddenly changes tone.

"What? Of course not," I frown.

He breathes out. "Thank god."

"Has... Dojima-san spoken about it?"

He shakes his head. "I don't even know if he can remember it. Either way, he's the last person I expect to apologize to me."

"...Fuck him," I shrug.

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