wasteland, baby! [fushiguro megumi]

17: goodwill event

september 2018

tokyo prefectural jujutsu high school

third person pov

"what's with all the luggage?"

keiko trudged towards the group as she rubbed her dark rimmed scarlet eyes, head still heavy from the three hours of sleep she had. she cocked her head slowly and squinted at the whimsical sight of kugisaki and her enormous amount of baggage she was carrying, hitting her head lightly to make sure she wasn't lucid dreaming.

"MIZUKI!" the ginger jerked her awake, "why didn't you tell me that the goodwill event is in tokyo, not kyoto?!"

keiko pursed her lips into a thin line, her deadpan expression shifted from kugisaki to the rest of the group for only panda to shrug.

"i won't forgive you, okkotsu yuta!"

"you can't blame yuta senpai for being strong." keiko sighed as she found her way beside megumi.

"it really sounds like you're very close to him," megumi whispered, pausing to let the redhead yawn. "couldn't sleep?"

"yeah, you?" she returned the question and he simply hummed.

whipping her head in the direction of the presence of cursed energy she had just sensed, keiko slid out her hand to grab onto kugisaki's, dragging the girl to join them by their side.

"they're here." maki pointed out, before six teenagers dressed in similar navy uniforms lined up in front of the tokyo students.

"are you here to greet us? it's extremely disgusting." mai mocked as keiko raised her eyebrow and sent a familiar unsettling shiver down the older student's spine with her glare.

"we're here just to see your stupid faces before we knock it out of the park. itching for a rematch, mai? i'd suggest you prepare yourself for the worst." keiko scoffed, earning a hard knock on her head as maki frowned. "save the threats for later."

keiko scorned, bearing her ruby orbs into every single kyoto student one at a time. she had skimmed through their student profiles, courtesy of her older brother when he carelessly left them wide open for anyone to see, and she wanted to see if they matched the imaginary impressions she had concocted in her head.

ultimate mechamaru, real name muta kokichi, second year. due to his heavenly restriction, he's too weak to be here in person hence his proxy. what's his deal calling us first years handicaps, he's the real handicapped one. i already don't like him.

zen'in mai, second year. i didn't think someone could irk me more than satoru. i'll see if she's as great as she describes herself to be in the event later.

nishimiya momo, third year. she seems nice, gentle, though i'm sure she could pack a punch even with that tiny body of hers.

kamo noritoshi, third year. he's quick to call out maki and mai about how megumi's a descendant of the zen'in family and that he's much better than the main bloodline. i think satoru has mentioned something about him intercepting megumi's sale to the zen'in clan, maybe i'll ask megumi about it later. i can tell that he's really strong, but is he stronger than todo? and what's with him keeping his eyes closed?

"ready to show me your true strength, mizuki? i don't see okkotsu though."

todo aoi, third year. he's strong, but he talks too much. and i don't know why he's obsessed with yuta senpai.

miwa kasumi, second year. she seems like the only other person i can tolerate besides nishimiya. poor thing, going to school with a bunch of oddballs. i think her blue hair is kinda cool though.