Lost Paradise | BOOK 1

027 | 𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢...

An inky blob of half a sphere surrounded the very area where the students are.

"A curtain." Dazai comments narrowing his eyes. He ran alongside the principal of Kyoto and Utahime, momentarily pausing to push up the glasses that lets him see curses.

"Gojo, Nakahara!" Principal Gakuganji called out, the two men running on top of the roofs turned to the old man.

"Before the curtain fully forms," he ordered "go on ahead!"

Chuuya was about to respond with a yes, when Gojo suddenly declined.

The white haired shaman explained that the curtain was already completed, prioritizing the cursed techniques effect over it's visual.

"I'll go ahead and try to nullify it." Said Dazai, calmly approaching the veil.

"You idiot—" Utahime snapped "Abilities don't work on—"

Dazai's hand passed through the veil.

Satoru pats the man on the back. Dazai stares at his hand in bewilderment.

Chuuya smacked the brunette upside the head. "Dumbass, No Longer Human can't affect a cursed technique."

"Since it's finished," said the blindfolded sorcerer, stretching his hand to touch the veil "we'll just rip it apart."

He was repelled.

Satoru smirked. "I see..."

No you don't. Erm— anyways...

"Utahime, gramps, you two go on ahead with Chuuchuu and Samu-chan here."

Chuuya narrowed his eyes at the choice of nicknames but nevertheless stayed quiet— momentarily.

"In exchange of denying the entrance of Gojo Satoru," the male exclaimed "Everyone gets a free entrance!"

In a distance, a masked purple haired male watched the exchange. It's seems like he was talking to someone through a blue flip phone.

"Phase one is completed." He stated in a monotonous voice.

"Everyone is focused on the students in the veil. Mahito is acting according to the plan as well." He reported.

The person in the other line chuckled, their voice slightly inaudible due to static. Nevertheless the purple haired male understood the message they wanted to relay.

"Understood," the male stated, jumping off the roof he was standing on and rushing into the forest in the blindspot of Mei Mei's crows.

"Commencing phase two, operation; retrieval."

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Four students stood alongside each other— Yukiko barely having consciousness as she leaned onto Inumaki for support.

"Why is there a cursed spirit here?" Questioned Noritoshi. He also proceeded to ask who created the curtain.

"It must be someone working with the special grade." Yukiko wheezes.

"Idiot." Grumbled Fushiguro. "You used corruption again didn't?"

Yukiko gave him a weak grin. "Sorry, we weren't able to stop the curse."

The raven haired male frowned at her. He sighed, turning his attention to the special grade— eventually identifying it as the un-registered Special Grade that attacked Gojo-sensei before.

It matches the description and drawing their white haired teacher provided.

"Dazai," Yukiko hummed giving a glance towards the third year who called out to her. "Why didn't you exorcise the curse?"