[While he might have run a food blog back home, Akechi truly doesn't care much about food at all. He pretty much lived off convenience store food which, while delicious, wasn't usually the most healthy. He rarely even experimented with what he bought. Suffice to say, there's little he's really picky about.

But God, he is getting sick of seeing cabbage soup. Akechi frowns at the fifteenth stall of the shit that he's found. Sure, it tastes fine, but he hoped to grab something different at least. With a frustrated sound, he pinches the bridge of his nose.]

I will take literally anything but this as long as it is edible.

[A murder mystery. That is clearly what this is and so of course he has to look into it—even if he was a fake detective, he's still a smart kid when it comes to that kind of thing. Akechi can be found going through the books, muttering to himself in annoyance.]

Of course. A bunch of occult books. A ritual gone wrong, I suppose... [He isn't sure what exactly it would be but it's worth considering, since apparently magic like on TV is a thing here.] Even if it's gibberish.

[He tosses the book aside without looking. Duck!]

[i'd be happy to make a starter for you or you can make one! i'm pretty game for anything. you can PM me or hit me up at astronomia if you want to hash anything out!]