Scarlet Eyes (Gojo Satoru x OC)

❁ X. the goodwill exchange event

"You know I never liked Kyoto for this reason," Gojo said as he and Getou were running through the forest. He snapped his fingers as he shot an exorcised curse. That was probably his sixth one he's exorcised. "They always fucking cheat."

"I don't think what they did to Zenin was right either," Getou said. He was balancing his conversation with his friend, and his orders to his curses, calling them to crawl out."But we can't do anything about it." 

"Do you think their principal was in on it?" Gojo asked his best friend. He put his infinity for this whole tournament with good reason. His barrier just stopped ten spikes aimed at his heart. He just shot 'red' at the thing. "I never liked that old geezer."

"First of all you don't like anyone that's older than you besides maybe Mei Mei, sensei, and kouchou-sensei. But I don't think their principal knew," Getou replied. "He looked pretty surprised when she came up behind us."

"Hmph. I wouldn't be surprised if he did." 

"We have to think about the event Gojo," Getou reminded. "If we take out more people that'll only help Zenin."

"Yeah yeah I know," Gojo sighed. "Now where is everyone? HEY UTAHIME! WHERE ARE YOU, YA WEAKLING!"

"I'm right here," a voice said to their right. "And how many times have I told you to respect your elders?"

"You know it takes a lot to make Utahime hate a person?" another voiced echoed. "But I do hope you live up to what she's said. Getou-kun. Gojo-kun."

Mei Mei was sitting on top a tree branch, Utahime standing just below her. "But I was hoping to get to Zenin first."

"Bring it on," Gojo only grinned as Mei Mei charged first, swinging her large axe. 

***To Kumori and Shoko***

"How are you holding up Shoko-san?" Kumori called back to her friend. She was running with three needles on each hand, ready to be thrown. 

"Oh just fine," her friend barked back sarcastically, picking twigs out of her hair. She had fallen from a tree to exorcise a curse. She at least exorcised it, but was annoyed nonetheless.

"Duck!" Shoko's instincts were quick enough to head Kumori's warning as three needles flew threw the air sticking themselves into a cursed spirit. 

"How many was that now? 12?" Shoko asked as she got up from the ground, dusting herself off. 

"Ten," Kumori answered already reaching for more needles. "It'd be better if we actually met up with a Kyoto student. It'll be easier to rack up points that way."

"Or it'll be easier to pick you off first. I think it's better if we steer clear from students," Shoko shuddered. 

"Racking points from just curses is safer, but time consuming," Kumori said as she sent her needles flying again. "Now it's 12. Where are all the stronger curses? And I thought you trusted me more." She pouted. 

"I do. But they can still zap you remember?" Shoko reminded. 

"Of course I remember. This collar is fucking hideous not to mention very uncomfortable," Kumori tugged at it. "Didn't know Nobe-sensei was it into this kind of shit." 

Shoko snickered. "You're something else, Zenin."

After a while of hunting and running the two decided to take a break. They stopped below a tree to catch their breath. "Hah. For every 1 Tokyo student there are 2 Kyoto students. We should have found one group by now," Kumori sighed. She was getting bored. 

"You think they're waiting for you to kill everything to get their points?" Shoko asked. 

"It's plausible. But they likelihood of them actually knocking me out is low," Kumori said rubbing her chin. She knew she sounded cocky, but she wasn't trying to show off. She was stating a fact that she knew was right.