Prince: 26. My Unwise Decision
Yu-san walked me part of the way home, until I insisted on walking by myself. When I reached my house, I immediately ran up the stairs. “Good afternoon Naoto-kun. Er… Naoto-kun?” I heard my grandfather call from behind me.
“Good afternoon, Grampa,” I called down to him, barely paying attention. I quickly walked into my room, reaching under my mattress and grabbing the small revolver I kept in my possession that I usually carried with me on special investigations. After making sure that my gun license was tucked in my wallet, I rifled through some of the clothes in my dresser until I came across a small box of ammunition. Stuffing the bullets into my pocket and grabbing the glasses Teddie had given me, I swiftly left my room. However, I suddenly bumped into my grandfather in the upstairs hallway, and frantically, I slipped the revolver into my back pocket, concealing it with the back of my uniform. “S-sorry, Grampa...”
“Is something the m
Prince: 25. The Phantom Theif
"I am thou."
"...Again?" I tried to open my eyes to the fog within my heart, but when I tried, I saw that the fog was so thick that I could barely even open them.
"Thou art I."
This time, I could not see anything, even the faint outline of my Persona's wings. Instead, all that lay before me was thick, grey fog as far as my eyes could allow me to see. I tried to look down at my hands, but to my surprise, I could not see them. Was the fog really this thick? No, I had the sense that something was amiss. "...What's going on?"
Suddenly, with a flash, Sukuna-Hikona's deep blue face appeared inches from mine, prompting me to jump abruptly. He looked different from how I had remembered him, however. His fiery golden eyes, which had once seemed passionate and fervent, now seemed sinister and threatening. "Naoto Shirogane… 'Detective Prince…'" His tone seemed mocking and hurtful, and his voice seemed to be dark and warped. It seemed vaguely yet painfully
Prince: 24. White In Black
When we had made our way to the Hot Springs, after stripping down in the changing room and wearing nothing but a white towel, as well as me taking a long time to finally step out of the changing room in front of the others, we spent a good while soaking in the warm water of the springs. Although I had promised to Nanako that I would come and spend time with the others, I was highly uncomfortable. The anxiety I was feeling was not as bad as what I had felt during the beauty pageant, but I still longed to be clothed and unseen. While the others relaxed and shared nonsensical gossip, I stood off to the side and faced away from them, simply waiting for this ordeal to be over and done with.
It wasn’t long before Yukiko-san turned her head to me and spoke. “Come on over,” she said, “There’s plenty of room.”
“Huh?” I said, looking back at the girls, who were staring at me with concerned yet welcoming expressions. “O-okay…” I c
Prince: 23. Our Check-In at the Amagi Inn
"No, Ted, you can't have everything," said Kanji-kun.
"B-but I'm so hungry!" Teddie dramatically whined, "This day's grueling events have left me feeling so weak and famished!"
"What, do you think we're stupid, Ted?" Yosuke-san snapped at him, "We saw how much you loved BOTH of the pageants!"
"Fine," Teddie pouted, "Then I guess I'll just get some yakisoba. No, wait… I want takoyaki… Those little fried octopus balls… Waah, why are you making me choose just one!?"
"Just pick something already!" Kanji-kun snapped.
"Hmmm," Rise-san was staring at the menu of the stand we were in front of. "Maybe I should go for something lighter… I should probably work on maintaining my figure…"
"But I thought you were on hiatus," said Yu-san.
"O-oh! That's right… I am…"
"Oh! Big bro!" A small voice came from our left, and as we turned, we saw Nanako-chan running toward us with a broad smile on her face. Her cheery expression made me smile as well. It was a
Prince: 22. The Intolerable Beauty Pageant
“I really don’t think I can go through with this…” I said weakly after I had changed, and we were all backstage as the beauty pageant was beginning. I had decided to simply wear my favorite coat, a blue double-breasted cardigan coat with gold buttons that I had to have custom-made for me, seeing as it is difficult to find masculine clothing in my size. Though it was what I casually wore, it was one of the nicest outfits I owned, and it was what I was most comfortable in. It concealed my chest rather well, as well as my stomach, smoothing out the feminine curves in my waist. We were all wearing the clothes we felt most comfortable in. Chie-san wore a greenish jacket with a light-colored blouse underneath, Yukiko-san wore a simple red sundress, and Rise-san wore a fiery orange sundress.
“I’m sure the boys will love me for my beautiful curves.”
“W-well,” I could hear the MC’s voice from where I stood just a few meters fro
Prince: 21. Vengeance
“Oof!” I clumsily collided with the shoulder of another student in the hallway, and grinned in relief when I saw who it had been. “Oh, good afternoon, Yosuke-san. I almost didn’t see you there.”
“Meh…” Yosuke whined, not even sparing a glance at me. “Naoto-kun…” He finally peered down at me with his coppery eyes, which seemed to be full of contained panic. After looking over me, he sighed with a pained expression. “How do you LIKE to do it…?” He shuffled away like a weary lost soul, and seeing as he was headed toward the faculty office, I didn’t suppose that he knew exactly where he was going.
I smirked slightly as I walked away. Obviously he had found out about Chie-san’s scheme. Speaking of Chie, I spotted her descending the staircase from the second floor on her way to the front doors of the building, accompanied by Yukiko.
“I assume our plan went as expected?” I said when
Prince: 20. The Shocking Culture Festival Setup
“Come on, it has to be here somewhere. Well… I suppose it is a rather rare find as of late.”
“Maybe you should ask the shopkeeper if it’s in stock.”
“No… I’m always in bookstores. I might even be willing to bet that I know my way around most of them more than their owners themselves… Ah, here it is.”
I reached my hand into a small crevice in the endless rows of books at Yomenaido Bookstore in the southern Shopping District. Making sure not to pull out any other books in the process, I fastened my fingers around a displaced book stuck horizontally behind the others and pulled it out. A smile parted on my face when I scanned its front cover, admiring my treasure.
“I have been looking for this book for a long while,” I said, delicately cracking open its binding and running my fingertips over its smooth, silky pages. A shiver ran down my spine which tingled with delight at the feeling. “‘The Night
Prince: 19. A Foolish Kingpin
On Sunday, I decided to examine the small card that Senpai had given to me. The only detail I could tell that was in the least bit peculiar about it was the surprising thickness of the thing. Sitting in my desk chair, I inspected it up close with a magnifying glass. I searched for any sign of text that would have been too small to read with the naked eye, but as I had suspected, the card was completely blank. There were no marks on it whatsoever. I tried holding it up to the sunlight to see if, perhaps, there was something embedded on the internal layers of the card. Still, no noticeable results were shown. I was stumped. Why would someone send me a plain business card with no words, no picture, not even a mark? What did this have to do with me? Who was that man in the shopping district that Senpai had seen? Beginning to grow frustrated, I sighed heavily and drew the card about an inch from my eyes. There was absolutely nothing to it. However, when I inhaled, my nostrils seemed t