Lost Morals [DISCONTINUED]

#𝟮𝟬| 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡

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Muichiro's perspective

my mind was messy and confused.

the monotone ding! of the metal box rang the alert of upon reaching the designated floor. behind it was the last face i wanted to see.

"where were you two?" his annoying, boring tone asked.

my mouth opened, yet closed as soon as it did. Yu, or rather, Tomioka raised an eyebrow at me, lifting a hand to my forehead and ripped something off in one quick swoop.

"ow, what's you probl- what is that?" i placed a hand in my forehead and questioned.

he glimpsed at whatever was on the paper and frowned.

"it's some blood demon art. where is she anyway?" he stretched out his hand, letting the paper hang barely a few centimetres from my face.

the paper had a middle eyes like structure, which ends had blotches. at the corner of said eye, was a line with four spots over it, while at the top and bottom of the eye, was another two shorter, vertically lines with two spots over. on both sides of the eye's corners were a total of four curved lines, two long two short.

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explaining
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third person's perspective

"now what do w-"

"oi, what're you idiots doing?"

the elevator doors closed abruptly behind a certain wind highermoon.

"where's the passive aggressive one?" his eyes scanned the room then drifted off to the third door in the hallway.

"uh... out?" Muichiro stuttered

Sanemi narrowed his eyes, "is that a question or a statement you airheaded child?"

a few good seconds of staring and silence passed.

"whatever, MJ (code name for Muzan) told me to deliver the message that he has someone captive. i don't know what we're supposed to do with that useless information but you idiots can find out on your own i guess," he turned his back and threw a hand sloppily, signalling his departure.

"could it be..." Giyu broke the silence.

"maybe. right, she did give me this before i left," Muizhiro held out a pouch in his hand that was folded somehow messily and neatly.

Giyu opened it and poured it out onto the polished surface of the wooden countertop. on the table laid a slip of paper and a key.

"if you're reading this, something bad probably happened. fret not, i prepared for one of these similar situations. this paper should be stored with a key which opens a safe in my room. inside, you should find the next step." Giyu read, or rather blurted it all out quickly.

the two males turned their head to the last door in the hallway.

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following night
Genya's perspective