"ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɪᴛ ɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ."
Growing up with somebody must be hard, but growing up with nobody is even harder. Ryuna Kado or that's how somebody used to call her, grew up in dirty small village.. or rather, her small house where she lived was...
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AFTER THE STEPS OF TRUTH.
"Aahh I hate thiiis. Investigating curses is a lot easier than this shit!"
Satoru swore underneath his breath as he threw another useless picture into the bin. As he said himself, investigating truly smart people was a lot harder then some stupid curses.
Gojo threw pencil on the table and at the very end stood up from the sofa to grab sweets to refresh his mind a little.
Yet as he opened the cabinet filled with many different types and flavors of sweets, something odd caught his peripheral vision. And when he turned to glance behind him, there was nothing more then great view of Tokyo from his apartment.
"Weird.."
Gojo muttered and sat back down on the sofa. Even though he wanted to dug up more into the case, that strange feeling of being watched ate him up from inside, forcing him to use his six eyes for awhile.
He looked everywhere, there was no one near.. not a fly was near him. Satoru sighed and sat up, trying to focus rather on sound then vision.
And here it was, the hiding presence was detected.
"Gotcha."
He muttered and by simply flicking his fingers, he teleported behind these huge windows, to his surprise the person who was spying on him was gone, yet there was still a rope hanging from the roof.
Man didn't hesitate to check the roof, but the culprit was already gone.
When nervousness overcomes a person, their mind starts to focus somewhere else and they become more vulnerable then ever. Which means that he is able to see his aura right.. now.
And here that man was, running for his life through the crowd, trying to escape Satorus sight.
"He, ofcourse, who wouldn't be nervous in front of me."
Gojo selfishly told to himself and slowly flew high above the city, tracking down the man. There has to be a reason for checking him out, he is not letting that man flee so easily without a fight.
Maybe it could even be another clue into his collection.
When the crowd started to get less and less filled with people, Satoru teleported to the nearest dead end and manually followed the man who was quiet fast for the fact that he was so tiny.
"Hm? He is going into that.."
Gojo frowned and continued on following him, yet something was getting more and more weird as they both went into another dead end of street.
"Ah! Please don't!"
Suddenly, the man fell on his knees, begging and pleading Satoru not to kill him.
