MORIARTTI : Jujutsu Kaisen x Bungo Stray Dogs

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❛❛ 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦.❞

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With the help of a walking stick in my left hand, I tried my best to not limply stand at the white tombstone of a certain individual at my front while holding  a plastic of fresh anpan bread in my right one.

Slowly crouching myself down, I carefully place those bread in front of the tomb before I light some incense and respectfully send my sincerest prayers for his soul.

For my cute and lovely kouhai that I perhaps is completely disappointed to me right now for not being in there to aid them.

"Please don't curse me in there, Haibara," I softly said while staring at his tomb. "It's not like I'm not going to follow you, and everyone, anytime soon."

Just a second passed after I say those words, I closed my eyes in a half-lidded way after a strong gushed of wind suddenly came in my direction and also makes almost all strands of my hair flow and dance in the air.

"Oh, and before I forget~! Yes, I'm a jujutsu sorcerer that hunting curses, but..." a quietly giggle first before I slowly lean my back at his tomb, "but I'm not good with handling ghost, okay~? Specially those that I personally know."

Staring at the serene blue sky on above, an unconscious deep sigh slips out my mouth while remembering all the information that I get from Satoru, Shoko, and other more people that entering my room and assisting my body that they thought is still unconscious.

After I wake up from my a year length of coma, I stay half unconscious for at least two days as my body trying to automatically adjust itself from all the things that we missed to do for that length of time, before I finally recovered on the third day and pretend to sleep for at least two more days to gain all the relevant information that I need to know to be updated on what is happening in my surrounding while I'm gone.

And truthfully speaking, I didn't expect most all of it, especially what that idiot did.

Seriously, I still can't imagine what kind of bullshit ideas did my Toji-sensei unintentionally sends at him and he got this filthy guts to stain his hand with a sin that will never be undone.

My thoughts got immediately cut off when I felt that familiar yet now ominous presence coming near me.

Speaking of the idio—eh?

"The fuck are you wearing?"

I welcomed to him while forcing myself to not laugh because of his complete monk attire with gold-colored garment over his black robes and pair of white socks and sandals.

"Is that some kind of weird fetish while I'm gone~? To pretend that you are a Buddhist Priest, Sugu-kun~?"

I playfully taunted in attempt to somehow poke a hole in a wall that he is trying to build between us.

I mean, why to bother though? Did he think I will easily judge or loathe him because of what he did? Then how much a hypocrite I am if I will, right? As if I didn't do the same thing in the past.