[to be frank, Akira's exhausted, and probably does need to be resting now. but he's always been the type to push himself, especially for the sake of others, so. . .! here he is]

[not that he minds, of course. anything for a Confidant]

Is he the one who told you killing those Shadows during the full moon would get rid of the Dark Hour?

[brushes a thumb against one bruised knuckle, his gaze on Minato now]

If. . . he was lying to you, then what was his goal?