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[doublecrowss]

 "You've reached Akechi! You can leave a message, but please don't use any colorful language, okay?"

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[heartsteals]

Shadows, huh...

[ he remembers what Minato told him before; it's probably worth bringing up with him on the off chance these are the same "Shadows" that he mentioned. Lupin listens quietly, considering Akechi's words in his head and trying to put them together with the other scant clues the town has offered them. For the moment, none of it is particularly insightful, but he's confident collecting information will lead to some conclusion eventually. ]

That sounds rough - like a challenge out of an old myth, almost. I don't blame you for getting tricked.

[doublecrowss]

Ah, thank you, but--

[ He cuts himself short with a cringe, the memory of that day - and the new, fake memories he received on that fated moment - haunting him without mercy. ]

To have fallen for such an obvious trick... [ He shuts his eyes, shakes his head once. ] How can I even call myself a detective like this?

[ And while it is true that he feels like a failure, it's hardly the only thing that bothers him about this ordeal. The face he saw, the promises... How could he be so weak? ]

[heartsteals]

[ at that, Lupin sighs a little - not disappointed or exasperated, simply knowing. He had a feeling Akechi might be worried about this part more than actually being put under some mysterious curse. ]

Even detectives make mistakes sometimes. It's a good thing, too, or else I'd probably be locked up. [ he shifts from his spot by the wall, taking a step or two over to rest a hand on Akechi's shoulder reassuringly. ] In all seriousness, don't be so hard on yourself. No matter how you look at it, your feelings were being manipulated by a power we don't understand yet. It's got nothing to do with your wits.