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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
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Adachi sighed into his very dark flat, not even bothering to flip on the light switch.
He hated the place. The landlord was an old woman who couldn't tell her elbow from a baseball bat who was constantly refering to him as her late son, and trying to bring him tea and talk. She was as boring as shit and smelled twice as bad, and he got a great deal of pleasure in hearing her pathetic, retreating steps whenever he pretended not to be home.
Out of habit, he turned on the overhead light of the broken stove and began to make himself a cup of coffee. He hated the taste of it, but that was half of the appeal. The other half was the feeling he got in his chest when he followed a cup of coffee with a helpful serving of sake, warm and intense and bitter.
“Let me out of the cabbage patch, kid,” a tiny voice said from the closet he had never looked in.
Reaching under his jacket, Adachi let his hand rest on the butt of his gun, which he had not taken off.
One step, and then another. The unfurnished floor creaked under his feet, giving him pause. Making his way over, he slowly pushed the closet door open, feeling very much like the do-well supporting character in a horror movie who feigned bravery to charge into the fray and inevitably lost their head before anyone else.
Adachi didn't even like horror movies.
“Open up and I'll cole your slaw, if you know what I mean,” the voice continued, chuckling to itself.
One last nudge, and the door was open. The closet was empty, except for several cobwebs and... a cabbage the size of a newborn. It didn't seem to have eyes or a mouth at first glance, but its leafs flickered as if it was blinking, and it rolled forward.
“Ooh, you're a pretty one.” It continued rolling until it bumped against his foot and jerked back from the momentum. “Drop those trousers of yours so I can find your kraut and sauer it.”
“What are you?” Adachi tapped the cabbage with the toe of his boot.
“Oy!” the cabbage screamed, quivering angrily. “I don't grope your private parts without permission!”
Adachi's shoulders slumped and he let his hand drop from his gun holster. “I need a drink.” He started to move, but looked back. “Uh, do you want anything...”
“Brus Sel III,” the cabbage provided happily.
“You know what, I'm-”
“I'll take that drink now, sailor,” the cabbage wiggled in what it probably thought was a provocative motion. “I like bourbon.”
“What the hell is that?”
The cabbage rolled and managed to convey withering scorn despite not really having a face. “Never mind. Whatever you've got.”
Adachi walked into the small, damp kitchen. The cabbage rolled in his wake.
“I have to say, you've got a very attractive ass. How would you feel about shaking it a little for me?” Brus Sel said without pause or inflection.
Adachi let his head hit the top of his coffeemaker. No other cops in Inaba had to deal with this.
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oh adachi you little bastard you ♥
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