A Visitor in Leblanc

I’m a mess.

I’d both forgotten Morgana (thank god Ryuji texted he’d found him) and forgotten that Ms. Takemi didn’t open this late on Sundays. I was lucky that Leblanc wasn’t locked up too, seeing as I’d left my keys in the Morgana bag. It had later evening openings for ‘dates and vibes’ as Sojiro put it. God, knocking on his house door this late to let me in to my room would have been too embarrassing.

Anyway, the day was finally nearly over. Steamy train ride thinking about the soft curves that had rubbed against me all day aside, I was feeling alright now. The cold fresh air cleared my head a bit, so now I was just tired. Pushing on that door and hearing the iconic jingle of Leblanc’s little bell. “I’m home~”

“Oh, it’s you. Welcome. The owner is in the bathroom.” Said Sae.

Said Sae.

Said Sae Niijima.

Said the Sae Niijima from the motherfucking Palace we were just in.

Long platinum hair, steely gaze on her drink as she returned to her thoughts, and a tall lithe body that I knew from a certain shadow had badonkadonk curves underneath.

So. What the fuck was the Sae Niijima doing here in Leblanc?! Was she here to arrest me?! Had she figured out the Phantom Thieves' plan?! Or maybe she found out Makoto was hitting on me today and is here to kill me?!

No... no, after taking a moment to quell my thundering heart, I could see it looked more innocent than that. She’d welcomed me back, and was just sat at the bar while having a coffee. She's not even looking at me right now. Maybe if I just leave her be, then she won’t care? Can I really just go upstairs while she was sitting downstairs?!

“O-o-okay… hi there…” I awkwardly nodded, unable to stop myself from greeting her while standing in the doorway. At least no one else was in the shop right now.

“Hello?” She replied in minor confusion, eyes growing colder as she seemed to realise me staring at her, “What is it?”

“N-nothing!” My hands raised quickly, as if my base instinct was to offer up my wrists for arresting. Probably deserve it since the next words out of my lips were, “...unless…”

“Unless? Unless what?”

Fuck, I can’t even handle an awkward silence for two goddamn seconds to just leave the enemy be?! She was just glaring way too intensely, my mouth is out of control! “Nothing! I-it's not important. For a moment, I thought you were here to see me…? But that's silly, I don-”

"Yes. I am here to see you," Balls. The way she placed her coffee mug down with determination, then turned her whole curvaceous frame towards me. Showing me exactly why I’d had that bizarre wet dream I had about her the other night. Such beauty in such a scary package, now directed towards me. “Akechi blew off my dinner plans with him, so you seemed like a good replacement.”

“I am?

“Yes.”

“For what?”

“Hm?”

“What am I a good replacement for? Why are you here to see me?”

“For what…” She repeated back to me, and it was fairly clear she didn’t have an answer. Even with her scowl studying me and every inch of my body, Sae could find nothing substantial to me, I guess. “It had to be some reason… I am certain I am here to see you. Hm.”

“W-well if you don’t know, maybe it was for some stupid dumb reason you don’t need to worry about!”

Her frown deepened, perhaps inadvertently calling her dumb was a bad move, “Why don’t you tell me why I’m here, if you think you know better.”

“Wha-?! You want me to, like, guess?”

“Yes, guess. Tell me why I’m here, immediately.”

What the hell am I supposed to guess?! I'm not stupid enough to mention the Phantom Thieves, but that was all my brain was thinking about right now! She's worried about Makoto?! No, then she'll think there's a reason she needs to be worried-

Oh fuck, she's standing up now. What in the hot depths of hell was this day?! When would it end?!

“GUESS.”

I flinched against the door I had backed into, “Gahh! I don’t know! What do you want me to say?! Are you fucking attracted to me?! Like, damn!” I yelled back, she didn’t have any right to be this harsh with me when she didn’t…

Huh?

“Ah.” Her face had suddenly become beet red. The most colour I’d ever seen on the monochrome prosecutor. Sae’s words were failing her, the dominant aura she had exuded just seconds ago lost, and now she almost looked… embarrassed. “Y-yes… you, um, you figured it out in one guess. W-well done.”

Perhaps the first time I’d ever seen Sae stammer.

Too bad I was too blown away by her answer.

Look, maybe it was a dumb question to ask, but I was still horny from the day and this hot lady was barking at me in my own home. It was meant as a way to throw her off my trail, not… not find out that Sae was… wow.

Wait, was this just more weird shit from today? The other four all found me weirdly attractive too… maybe it had just spread to Sae too?

"Me? You're attracted... to me?"

Her hand went to her steaming face, a tiny nod as she mumbled, "It's highly inappropriate, I know..."

“C-can I ask when you started feeling this way? Was it before today?”

“It was, yes.” She gulped, making my heart/cock beat way too happily, “I… I had noticed you a few times when you were with Makoto, or when I visited this shop, and when I saw your face it made me feel, things. Things I had not felt perhaps ever before… it took me a while to realise what it meant…”

Before today. If that was true, then whatever meta-verse virus I think I got couldn’t be affecting her too, right?! She never even went into the Palace, so it wouldn’t make sense! This… this might be real!

"That's crazy... a-and you came here to see me today, because...?" I lead her on, unable to ask if it was the reason I was hoping for, "Were you coming here to confess?"

The way she looked up from the ground with such a longing look in her eyes gave me all the confirmation I needed, the way she seemed to be shuffling around on her feet while clutching her own arms tightly, I may be knew to this but… I think she wanted it. Wanted me.

Too bad Sojiro just came out of the bathroom.

“Hm? Oh, hey kid. Didn’t realise you’d come back.” He said, eyeing up the tension between me and Sae almost immediately and putting on that serious face he could always pull when shit hit the fan, “This customer bothering you? It's about time to shut the shop-”

“No!” The two of us quickly yelped, much to our shared embarrassment. I took the reins quickly, “Um, Sojiro, is it okay if we have some privacy? I, uh-”

“Say no more, I’m gone.” He said with a quick nod, undoing his apron to place on the bar top. He always did know when to avoid Phantom Thief business, though he clearly wasn’t super happy about any of it, “I'll change the sign to closed now. Just text me if you want someone here to help clean up. K?”

“W-will do.”

Taking his hat and coat last, he took one last look at the prosecutor, then to me. I could tell he doubted me a little, probably because of the strange and nervous face I was pulling, but I was happy he at least trusted me to actually leave me alone.

Well, alone with Sae Niijima.

After about ten seconds after the clanging bell stopped ringing, I quickly locked Leblanc’s door. Then I realised that was probably a weird thing to do considering we hadn’t really established what was actually happening, “Um, sorry, is that okay? I assume you want privacy." She nodded briefly, apparently having trouble with words, all while I could not stop asking questions. "So, you like me?”

“Yes.”

“Is it... are you physically attracted to me? Or is it a romantic thing?”

She looked ashamed at herself, or at least thoroughly embarrassed, “You're quite the detective, aren't you... the answer is yes to both, if you must know."

I wasn't going to stop my sleuthing there, “So you were alone, blown off by Akechi, and your first thought was to come here… and hope that I was around?” Her frustrated yet cute blushing nod was so unbecoming of her usual vibe. "Confessing after hours... confronting me in my home..." My horny heart started to put the pieces together.

Her quiet scowl was quite worrying, “I'm ending this interview-”

“H-how far did you want to go?! Are you hoping we'd make out in my room?! Gasp! Are you wearing sexy underwear?!”

“Yes! But stop. Talking.” Sae's stern voice returned as her face looked conflicted and mortified, “I shouldn’t go through with this, e-even if I am lonely, a-and you’re right here… I’m the adult. A prosecutor. I simply can’t let this become a scandal.”

“I’m an adult too.” I reminded her before she could fully pick up her bag. Maybe I should let her go, but she admitted she wanted to jump my bones! Sexy Sae Niijima! Heading right for the front door… “Don’t you want to stay…?”

Her gulp and hesitation, unable to cross the threshold to the outside world. She really did want to stay.

"You haven't actually confessed yet, you know."

Those dark, scary eyes held such conflict. Looking at me like I was the piece of candy she'd denied herself years to eat, yet longed for every day.

"I suppose the cat is already out of the bag," That smooth voice sighed, turning back to face me properly even if her eyes were closed, "Ren Amamiya. I... I find your features handsome, your nature intruiging, and my mind full of thoughts about you. To put it in layman's terms: I like you. Would you please.... go out with me?"

Damn...

Such a highschool confession from such a mature beauty. I bet she only knows that way of confessing from novels.

Hot as hell, though. Never in a million years would I have expected Sae Niijima to be the one saying it.

Can I really date her though? We're currently plundering her psyche for a chance to change her heart. Laying traps for Akechi through her investigation of our secret group. And she's Makoto's sister. There's like a zillion reasons to say no! But...

But she's currently wearing sexy underwear that I really wanna see.

"Well... I think I'd like to spend s-some more time with you before I make a decision. I-if that's okay?"

A bit of a relieved smile went over her lips, "Though I obviously had a desire for what you were to say, I totally accept your feelings on the matter. It seems rather wise... but then the question is, when would you like to spend more time together?"

"...now?"

My awful question made her blush, made me blush, but she didn't seem opposed to the idea either.

This is going so well it’s scary. The silence of palpable tension between the two of us. I know I just locked the door, but was I really going to do this? Really attempt to seduce the smart, mature, full bodied, lavender scented, thin waisted, full lipped, okay yes I was going to.

“Should we… take this upstairs…?”

Her feet shuffled around, looking rather excited even if her face stayed stoic and cool, “If you're offering then I-I’m willing to say yes.”

With my own cool looking nod, and a LOT of internal celebrations, I guided her up Leblanc’s stairs towards my tiny living space.

Very happy I’d forgotten Morgana now.