Port Mafia Executive Chuuya Nakahara's little sister is sent on a solo mission! She is to retrieve a cursed object located in Sendai, but as problems arise one after another she realizes she will be staying much longer than anyone had anticipated.
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The soft rumbling of a motorcycle engine cuts off abruptly from the key being taken out of the vehicle's ignition as the driver pulls the bike to the backside of a high school where the finger was rumored to be located, somewhere on school grounds.
Y/N distributes her weight evenly, kicking her foot out to prop her brother's beloved motorcycle on the kickstand as she removes her phone from her black jacket pocket.
Opening the photos app, the redhead's thumb hovered over the most recent picture in her camera roll. A picture of mummified finger of Sukuna sent by Mori for the identification of her mission.
The gravity manipulator swings her leg to dismount the bike while slipping her phone back into her pocket; her gloved fingers gliding over the glossy red paint of the motorcycle as she leisurely strolls onto the school premises; making sure to avoid drawing too much attention to herself as possible.
Before she had set off for this mission, Mori had disclosed to her that Sukuna's finger would most likely be contained in a weakening talisman seal; raising the stakes for the Port Mafia to secure the cursed object.
All she had to do was find this wrapped up, wrinkled, mummified finger before anybody else.
Should be easy enough.
Right...?
Who else would even have knowledge of what a cursed object is?
If luck was on her side, she could easily have this mission wrapped up before sunrise tomorrow.
The red-haired girl was ripped out of her thoughts when a warm body bumped into her; jolting her forward slightly from where she once stood on the rugby field.
She growled underneath her breath; already feeling her temper starting to rise little by little. Y/N reeled around angrily with the full intention of giving a piece of her mind to whoever had the nerve nor the decency to pay attention to their surroundings.
"Oi! Watch where the hell you are going, would ya?! Your eyeballs aren't just for decoration you know!"
The black-haired male calmly blinked at the fuming redheaded girl, he raised a hand and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly as he shrugged his shoulders at her. "Sorry I guess, didn't see you standing there."
Y/N narrowed her sharp blue eyes into the black-haired boy, drilling holes into his skull. "Haa? What do you mean you didn't see me standing here? Are you blind or are you trying to screw with me?"
Again, the black-haired male shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly; his tone of voice sounding unbothered with the conversation. "I mean exactly what I said, I didn't see you, not screwing with you. I'm kind of busy and in a hurry, I apologize for bumping into you. It was completely my fault. Now if you would excuse me..."
