MORIARTTI : Jujutsu Kaisen x Bungo Stray Dogs

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❛❛ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. ❞

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Jeez~! How did this happened again?

I mindlessly asked to myself, while trying my best to balance the strawberry shortcake that I brought using my left hand, as the right one is shielding it from the snow that is falling from the now dark and cloudy sky at our above.

"Seriously, though~! You know that I can walk, right~?" I sassily asked to Satoru before shaking my head to take some snow that is starting to build up on my face.

But just like before, he just continue to gave me a silent treatment while effortlessly carrying my body, like an empty sack of rice, in his broad shoulder to take me for god who knows where.

Minutes ago, after I happily greeted him a good wishes for completing another year of his life, I clearly remember how Gojo inspect me like a ancient thing or something before he suddenly hold me in my waist and lift me to place on his shoulder.

And now here we are, him carrying me, and me letting him do whatever he want just because its his birthday and the fact that he become much taller than me now.

I also feel kinda insulted just by thinking his towering me a little bit, but at the same time oddly comforting when I know that Chuuya is still in his, I guess, already permanent midget size.

"Sato-kun~! Talk to me~!" I whined while slightly trashing my feet around. "Did you not missed miss~? Because I do~! I will not go back here if I don't you know~!"

Well, that's not lie, but also not completely true.

To be truth, I'm not really planning to go back here if Tengen didn't reach for me and asked me to go back, probably to watch and take care of him and Geto with their unavoidable huge fight in the near future that I'm also never planning to pick a side.

They are both precious and important to me, to the point that I rather choose to touch and kill Tengen in front of every jujutsu sorcerer than pick between which of them is going to die.

When Satoru didn't utter either single word or sound to reply, I decided to give up and not waste my energy anymore as I let my body to lean more limply with his hold.

I'm not exactly sure what is going on with his little mind, but I know for sure that it will not going to easily favor me, that seizing his years of anger and frustration from my sudden disappearance and appearance will forcefully lead me to do some lengthy explana—hm?

I immediately snap out of my thoughts when Gojo suddenly stop walking after we reach the inside of one of the buildings here inside the jujutsu high.

"So why did you stop~? Are you finally tired of carrying me or wha—"

"Although I didn't expect this kind of reunion..." 

My dark brown eyes grew wide open, as I move half of my body to look at my back and confirm who is the owner of that dull, but still playful voice.