Snippet #1129241

Akihiko ignored the attempts Junpei made behind him, with the new girl that they'd bumped into, Meriel. He'd noticed that she was bleeding and figured he'd wait until he'd reached the dormitory, so he could properly take care of it. Maybe Yuka-tan could take care of it? He'd been injured countless times, so he'd probably be the one to look to if injured—but he didn't like taking care of other people. Glancing behind him, he noticed the group had gotten bigger, which meant that these were other people coming in from the Dark Hour. The only way he could tell was the eerie look they were all expressing, like they'd seen ghosts or woken up from a dream that bothered them. It wasn't hard to tell.
“Junpei, let's get going,” he interrupted, watching another girl run up to them. “There's nothing to protect them from right now.” Akihiko murmured, shaking his head and pulling out a clean handkerchief. He turned on his heel, taking a few long strides until he was standing in front of Meriel. It was interesting that she just shot down Junpei, straight-forward and to the point: much like Mitsuru. Tolerance. It was something he also had for Junpei, although he could admit that the younger member made sure their adventures weren't so dreary. He was the comedic relief, without him, things would be different.

Akihiko handed Meriel the red handkerchief. “Hold it to the wound, and we'll clean it up once we get inside. Whatever stains are made, I'm sure someone else will clean it up.” Motioning for the rest to follow him, he led them up the stairs and held the door open. Once entering, they would come into a lobby-like area with lavish red couches, a television, bathrooms at the far end and a separate room with a long table. Nearby, there was a wooden desk with a sign-in booklet opened wide. Mitsuru must already be upstairs, with the chairman. “Junpei, Yukari, bring them to the chairman, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes,” he stated, frowning slightly as his gaze wandered past them. There'd been someone following them, he'd only caught a glimpse of a person and he wanted to know who it was. He'd wait for the rest to go inside.