Third-person POV
The 9 a.m. worship service began with the instruments being played for a hymn-based song, with Arturo, a guitarist from his youth in Angeles City, Pampanga back in the Philippines, burrowing and playing one of the acoustic guitars on the low stage. Arturo had known Saito since his first Sunday in this campus, and Saito was a friend to him. Nietzsche sang the song from a red leather-covered hymnbook with everyone else.
This was followed with handshakes, responsive reading from the Scriptures, a prayer after 2 more hymns, and then, a sermon on a passage from the book of Philippians that everyone listened to. After the church service ended at 12:20 p.m., everyone had a fellowship time in the chapel hall while a few walked out of the place to eat lunch and then do what they wanted to do this Sunday noon and afternoon. For Arturo, the day was an opportunity to hang out with Atsushi at the ADA. But he did not that Saito, a seemingly ordinary police officer, possessed a Rashomoun gift like Akutagawa!
So, after lunch, the entire afternoon was consumed on the hanging-out time with Atsushi at the ADA, and Arturo also did some light assignments on the same vacant, unused desk in the office. For this Sunday, he gave a 4-bar Kitkat Chocolate bar in dark chocolate flavor (one of Arturo's favorites) to Ranpo Edogawa as another peace offering. Dazai was an idiot as usual while Kunikida was yelling at him for slacking off as usual. For Arturo, it was normal, very normal.
But, at 6:30 p.m., Arturo suddenly noticed that Atsushi had left the place while not telling him where he will go or why. So, out of concern, Arturo went out to find him. And then, as the night fog settled in the warehouse district, Arturo, flashing the flashlight function of his smartphone, finally spotted Atsushi, but Atsushi was pinned down by a boot of a cold-faced Akutagawa.
"Akutagawa-san?!" Arturo was alerted in disbelief.
"Your existence was a stain in this city, weretiger," Akutagawa rasped at Atsushi before coughing a harsh cough.
"Hey! What the flip are you doing to Atsushi-kun?!" Arturo roared while his Into the Shadows tendrils rose from his shadow f0r the defense and offense. "Stop that!"
Pressing his boot on Atsushi's hair a bit harder, Akutagawa glared daggers at Arturo. "One more step, and this were weretiger will be gone, shadow boy…"
Cough! Cough!
Akutagawa let a raspy cough again.
Before Arturo would do something on this, someone shouted, "Stop right there, Akutagawa-san!" Heavy footsteps came in, and it was Saito himself. "Officer Kurokawa!" Arturo called to him.
"Another interloper…" Akutagawa sneered at the police officer, "...you two had a death wish…"
The Rashomoun tendrils of his black coat came to life and lunged at Arturo and Saito.
"Rashomoun," Akutagawa rasped.
"No!" Atsushi cried.
As Arturo deployed an Into the Shadows: Shadow Wall to block the Rashomoun tendrils of Akutagawa, black tendrils came from the cuffs of Saito's police officer uniform and lunged at Akutagawa's Rashomoun tendrils. "Rashomoun: Intervention," Saito said flatly.
Clash!
Both Rashomoun tendrils clashed with each other.
Akutagawa was in disbelief at what Saito just used. Atsushi's eyes widened in disbelief and shock while Arturo was in absolute awe. "Enough with this injustice," Saito coldly said to Akutagawa.
"What…?" Akutagawa rasped in absolute disbelief while glaring daggers at the police officer.
"Woah…" Arturo commented in awe.
"Another Rashomoun?!" Atsushi yelled; his voice echoed across the warehouses.
"That's right, Akutagawa-san," replied Saito with an unfazed composure, "I happened to possess the same gift as you, but unlike your…"
He narrowed his eyes at the Port Mafia's Silent Dog. "…it was of a different variant, and I used it for good. Now let go of the boy now…"
Before Akutagawa would formulate a response, Arturo looked at Saito with positive awe on his eyes. "Woah! It's like a fanfic version of Rashomoun, Officer Saito! Awesome as flip!"
Saito smiled warmly at him. "Yes, I utilized what our God had given to us, like with your dual gifts, too…"
But the silence snapped like a tree branch when Akutagawa lunged his Rashomoun ribbons at the duo. "Rashomoun!" So, the duo responded immediately. "Into the Shadows: Offense!" Arturo commanded his gift.
The shadows clashed and struck the Rashomoun ribbons of Akutagawa.
"Rashomoun: Discipline," Saito said to his Rashomoun.
His Rashomoun lunged at Akutagawa and slapped his face.
SLAP!
Akutagawa was blasted away and landed on a bunch of wooden crates, splintering them in seconds.
Wood shards were sent everywhere.
"Atsushi-kun, run back to the ADA, now!" Arturo barked at Atsushi immediately.
Atsushi did so, getting up on his feet and sprinted out of the district and vanishing into the night.
Struggling to get up, Akutagawa let 3 raspy coughs and glared at the student and the police officer. "You bunch of brats…"
"Can you stop targeting Atsushi even for just once?" Arturo folded his arms as his shadows retracted and returned to their original spot.
"And take some cough medicine for your cough," Saito flatly added. "Please, your lungs sounded terrible, man."
Arturo even threw a few cough medicines from the Philippines at Akutagawa for that.
Absolutely livid and humiliated, Akutagawa got up, grabbed the medicine out of wanting to keep the fragile peace with the duo, and retreated for the night.
With that, Arturo and Saito left the area and returned to the ADA to check on Atsushi.