TOJI WIFE ARC
CHAPTER 08
── ᴏ ꜱ ᴀ ᴡ ᴀ ᴅ ᴀ ᴢ ᴀ ɪ ──
ONE AND HALF YEAR PASSED
Sitting in a long wooden bench and looking at the above where some unknown god choose to painted a clouded yet still serene image of a sky, I deep sighed escaped to my mouth while recalling all the shits happened after that tragic incident numerous months ago.
Less than a week after the incident, and my nonstop investigation who are the people behind it, my suspicion became all clear after I confirm that it was Toji's father who sells out his own son information to these huge religious cult that we encounter many years ago.
The faithful members of that fanatic cult wants to take revenge on us, specifically on me, after I beheaded their lunatic leader as a request of our client that hired us to kill him, which I also believed also sell us out before he get killed by basically the same group that attacked us.
However, for someone like me that is associated and have higher position in the Port Mafia, they cannot touched even a single strand of my hair without aggravating a much larger predator.
For this reason, they quickly decided to attack the other party which have more cargo to carry, and use that weaknesses to weaken him more while I'm busy fixing this problems in Mafia to even look at out for them and warn Toji.
Surprisingly, before I could even tell to Sensei what I found out, another information reach into my ears about the gruesome death of both his parents and the critical condition of his brother, Jinichi Zenin, maybe because after he fight him or something which also leaves a huge x-shaped scar on his forehead.
I also didn't get surprised when three days just after that, as I also confirm the authenticity of the first information, the members of that religious cult also get massacred with their family and some close relatives.
This incident even makes its way into the public media and believed as a suicide because of their religious background and the way Toji-sensei killed them and purposefully leaved a trace that they did it on their own accord.
Of course, I also lend a hand when I saw that something is about to slips out with the story he created in the eyes of general population.
On the other hand, for Megumi...
From the sky, I slowly shift my attention towards my nephew who is currently crouching on the ground and feeding those fishes in the artificial pond of this park where we are currently in.
For Megumi, I'm not the one who told him about (y/n)'s death and some bullshits that may traumatized his still innocent mind. I asked Odasaku to do it for me after I tell him all the shits that happened. His good with his words, and I'm not.
I also vividly remember how Megumi always cried every night and calling for his mother for almost a month, until one day, he just stopped crying and became less talkative and expressive with us. I also noticed how wary he is with his actions and the things surrounding him especially when I come in our apartment with more bruises and bandages.
Of course, I just acted like nothing happened and like nothing ever changes. I always put this huge smile and carefree expression in front of him while giving a vague explanations about what happened and why I always coming home late or not at all because of my job.
Then I just recently found out from Odasaku how he hate and despise the fakeness in my face and the heap of lies in my words as if I'm not the same person and sister figure that he's always love and admiring before.
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MORIARTTI : Jujutsu Kaisen x Bungo Stray Dogs
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