Hm. Akira knew an opportunity when he saw one. While that was usually handy for steering entirely clear of them, tonight he felt otherwise. This was his chance to try and track down his missing music player. The more he put it off, the more likely it was that someone else would find it. That was simply not acceptable in the least. If he tagged along with Mitsuki, Akira could retrace his footsteps from when he walked to school that morning, and possibly recover the spirit of music.

Hands stuck in his pockets, Akira casually walked over by her side. "I'm a hard man to scare, y'know. Maybe I should come with you. The ghosts will take one look at me," he flipped up his hood, "And they'll probably die of laughter. Again." There Akira stood, the most stoic bunny in all of creation.