june 2018
tokyo prefectural jujutsu high school
keiko's pov
i took in a familiar scent, the fresh fauna that encompassed the many shrines that made up for the facade of jujutsu high. the late afternoon sun was being nice today, for once i didn't feel like i wanna take an ice bath and hit the sauna at the same time.
it felt good to be home.
after struggling to click my keys into the lock, i swung open the door of my dorm room, the room that gojo satoru had so graciously prepared for me for my return. i scoffed in disgust as it had nothing but huge printed pictures of satoru on my walls. i threw my duffel bag to a corner and gently set my guitar down to lean against the table, before giving my fingers a quick snap, and satisfyingly enough, the narcissism on my walls had turned to ash.
as i began unpacking my things, the back of my head stung with not so faint memories from the month before. i'm surprised i'm still sane, really. i don't know how anyone else would take it if they were in my shoes. i shouldn't even be alive right now. will i ever be able to make it right?
letting go of the deep breath that i held every time i remembered, i reached for my phone that i had left vibrating for a couple of seconds from over the side of my bed. the big narcissist had once again interrupted my thoughts.
"what do you want?"
"KOKO! not even a hello for your big brother? i'm so glad to have you back, hope you liked the little surprise i left for you in your room!"
"i'm not having your face plastered all over my walls, and you're not just calling me to say hi, satoru. so what do you want?" if i threw a knife for every time i rolled my eyes talking to this guy, i think the world supply of knives wouldn't even be enough for me.
"AW YOU KNOW YOUR NII-CHAN SO WELL! i have a mission for you, and-"
"you're kidding ... right? i just got back and now you're sending me out ... a-gain?" i frowned.
"i know it's ridiculous, and i'll make it up to you i promise! besides, i thought you wouldn't mind helping out an old friend. as stubborn as he is, i'm sure he misses you and could probably use your help."
on the other side of the phone, gojo's hands were almost full from all the sweets he just bought. he truly felt bad to make his little sister abandon her well deserved rest after being away for almost four years, but he knew there wasn't anyone else he could call that was fit for the job.
an old friend? what does he mean by- megumi? ...
i don't even think he remembers me, but come to think of it, i wonder if he's doing okay...
sigh
"14 hours of uninterrupted sleep after that, you hear me?" i warned.
"THANKS KOKO, I KNEW I COULD COUNT ON YOU! i'll text you the deets in a sec." gojo chimed before disconnecting the line.
geez stop shouting into the phone airhead.
*beep*
*sendai city
sugisawa municipal high school #3
mission: retrieve special grade curse relic, ryomen sukuna's finger*
he sent megumi to retrieve one of sukuna's fingers all by himself?! and in sendai city??
as if i wasn't jet lagged enough, i will make him pay for this, literally.
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wasteland, baby! [fushiguro megumi]
Fanfictionfushiguro megumi x fem!oc ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ she burns in her own world of carnage ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ started: 14 nov 2021 all jjk characters and jjk plot belong to Gege Akutami Keiko, along with any other oc and original plot added into the story belongs to me