"𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎. 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚞'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗."
After catching the attention of Satoru Gojo, famed detective globally renowned as the best in his field, you...
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NOW CALLING SATORU GOJO ...
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The phone rung stale, to no response. Damn it. After standing outside of his apartment for the past 10 minutes, you were a bit frustrated by his unpunctual antics. Even if he was busy, the paperwork you had for him was urgent to initiate the case, and...
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VOICEMAIL SATORU GOJO
"Where are you?"
The question came off as a brief growl as you shifted your phone to better rest under your ear. "I have the completed files, all documented sources of underground activity organized and ready. It's important I get this to you today, Sir. I'm sure you'll be able to pick up on some leads to work off of tomorrow... you do have a good eye, after all."
After a momentary pause, a small sigh escaped your lips. "I'll be waiting outside of your apartment for 10 more minutes. I have a commitment tonight I can't be late for, but I don't want to delay this case any further." You catch some frustration edging on your words, quickly clearing your throat. "Anyways, if you can't make it in the next 10, please text or call me. Good day."
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You hung up the phone.
This was not the first time he's been a no-show, and most definitely will not be the last. As one of the most talented detectives in Manhattan, he has a tendency to value his own time over others... a trait that irritated you to no end. Though you were happy to receive an apprenticeship offer from the Gojo Detective Firm under Satoru Gojo himself, had you known you'd just end up babysitting the man you'd probably of went with any other offer imaginable.
After waiting patiently for the male, 10 minutes would eventually pass. Unsurprisingly, there was no sight of Satoru Gojo. He didn't even demonstrate a minor case of decency to call or text you back. Rolling your eyes as you looked at the time, you shoved your phone into your pocket with the case files firmly pressed in your grasp. You guess you'll get these files to him some other time-
"What do you want?"
A rough voice trailed out of Gojo's apartment as the door slowly creaked open, a gesture that caught you entirely off guard.
"O-oh!" You exclaimed, turning your head to face the figure before bowing your head in respect. "You're Mr. Sukuna, Sir Gojo's roommate, correct?"
