MORIARTTI : Jujutsu Kaisen x Bungo Stray Dogs

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❛❛ 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥. ❞

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And as usual, I'm just kidding~!

Who am I to take this meaningless life seriously?

Under the half black gas mask that I was wearing, a huge smile suddenly creep out of my lips while remembering their hilarious expression after I said that I didn't clean that dismembered finger when I send it to those old hags.

"Ah~! How I wish I have my camera ready at that time." 

Of course I did clean that thing! Thrice to be exact! And it's not like I care about my image or anything whatsoever to bring a pleasant odor to my name. I just adore and worship having a hygienic living second to my suicidal projects. However, I'm also creative enough to pull some awesome prank as hilarious but not so disgusted as what I tell to them.

After I reach my target destination, I counted at least half a minute before I used my index finger to touch the huge two way door and cancel out the barrier they put in the whole room that forbid anyone, beside those old hags, to enter and exit the place.

What a couple of pathetic bastards.

My smile immediately falter away as I forcefully kicked the door to open it and make my presence known form everyone inside the room.

"Hello, my dear gentlemen's~!" I happily shouted before I close the door, "It's nice meeting you, again," and casually make my way towards the center of the room where a small table and a small box full of talisman can be seen, "but if I simply based it on your ugly faces, it's a no, I guess~? Correct me if I am wrong, oka—"

"You ungrateful bitch! What are you doing here!" one of them asked.

I innocently shrug my shoulder first, "Well, I'm here to retrieve something that I know you will forcefully order to one of your poor staffs to clean."

"How dare you..." I then heard a loud sound of someone's fist that connects harshly to the ground. "How dare a low-life like you enter this sacred room and waste our time just to send that disgusting thing in here!"

I decided to not answer his wild tirade, as I secretly scan each of them piteously hiding at each separate paper dividers, while fixing the gas mask I was wearing.

Jeez~! What an overwhelming foul smell. If I remember correctly, I know I just put a little amount of my secret prank liquid in that cursed finger before I quickly close the box, and before that smell reach my precious nose. Hell, I didn't expect that it was this strong.

"Answer us!" the old hag from my right angrily shouted.

I'm glad that it didn't immediately punch my nose when I enter the room. I swear to any god, it literally smells like a rotten animal and a poop coming from a person with a severe intestinal infection.