[ Adachi couldn’t fault him that; he’d probably applaud his right to defend himself if he knew. At least while trying not to react to the mental image of his Persona’s reaction to pepper spray anyway. ]
[ The old man didn’t give Hajime any trouble when he entered — in fact he seemed to be asleep at his desk. Adachi was already on the ice over in the rink proper, putting himself through a few circles to warm up. It didn’t look like he had been there for very long yet, and he wasn’t so deeply focused that he didn’t notice there was a guest. His head snapped up, and he offered him a big smile and a wave. ]
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[ The old man didn’t give Hajime any trouble when he entered — in fact he seemed to be asleep at his desk. Adachi was already on the ice over in the rink proper, putting himself through a few circles to warm up. It didn’t look like he had been there for very long yet, and he wasn’t so deeply focused that he didn’t notice there was a guest. His head snapped up, and he offered him a big smile and a wave. ]
Hey~! Shino-kun~!