Chapter 3

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Mizumi was training at the back of the school, in the woods growing trying to control the plants that the she grew on her right arm but could only make a few of them stay alive while the others withered after a few seconds.

She was trying to find a way to atleast make them stay alive, because if she can't then she won't be able to beat that brush haired troll that always gets under her skin. Sighing in the process, Mizumi stopped using Rosa's curse and tried her own.

She gathered her cursed energy on the legs, since she was better at kicking than punching, most of the time. She was flexible even to make tons of cartwheel and other stunts she could pull in one go.

After smashing few trees to smithereens in process she took a break.

Mizumi was about to sit down but Gojo popped out of nowhere "MIZU-CHAN!" Gojo screamed in results of Mizumi suprised and mummified Gojo with vines accidentally.

"The hell's wrong with you!? Literally you're lucky I didn't stab you accidentally!" She complained and removed the vines around him "Heh, also I was here to ask a question" Gojo directly said not minding her complaint before.

Mizumi rolled her eyes and looked at him signalling him to continue and so he did "You haven't met the other ones right? Our classmates and juniors" Gojo said with a grin plastered on his face.

Classmates? Juniors? She knew nothing about this since the only person she knows that was training with her was Gojo Satoru.

And no one else, nor she wanted to communicate with him in the first place anyways.

"I'm not in the mood to meet them and have a chit chat, I'm here because I was just sent here. That's all. Tell the principal I'll meet them a few days or so" waving her hand she dismissed Gojo and went deeper in the woods.

To her relief he didn't follow her this time.
She could have her personal time at last. Mizumi had been training non stop, leading her body to fatigue a few times, and a few scenes that almost killed her while being on a mission with Gojo.

Sighing at that thought, Mizumi grew a thick vine, shaped it like a branch so she could sit on it. She doesn't have the extra time to wash her clothes currently and it'll be a pain if they were dirtier than a wash rug.

Classmates? Juniors? She doesn't have the time to make friends right now. If Mizumi doesn't find a way to control her cursed energy alongside with Rosa's to use in the future. She'll be doomed, not only her but the people around her as well.

She's bearing a responsibility that she didn't want but was pushed on her. Mizumi tsked at her overthinking brain. She never wanted any of this in the first all. All she could ever ask was.

Freedom.

Or atleast someone to stay by her side willingly and lovingly.

But the second option seems impossible since.

Rosa herself decided to grant her soul immorality.
Mizumi tried killing herself in the most gruesome ways. But somehow Rosa always fixes her body and brings her back to life. Enjoying her sorrow and suffering.

When will I ever gain freedom?

She doubts that day would ever come, but what if thay day did come?

What will you do?

Will you be satiated?

Will you be satisfied?

Will you be euphoric?

Tons of questions ran through her mind as she tried to shrug them off. Mizumi had always thought of herself as a vessel, just a vessel. A human who can wield curse energy.

A weapon, a body that carries a soul much more important than her. Feelings and freedom had to be casted aside. They were irrelevant, Mizumi was and had always been treated like a weapon.

Following orders from the higher-ups, fulfilling duties and responsibilities that were pushed on her. She never had the freedom of choice.

Gojo did try treating her like a normal person, a friend. But she wasn't used to it, his movements and intentions was weird and not normal to her. Besides, why would he treat a weapon as his friend?

She didn't understand, nor she has the time to have a deep thought about that at the moment.

Releasing Rosa's energy, she switched to hers. Blue auras of cursed energy were faint but visible all around her body.

She continued her training non-stop until it was sunset. And had to go back.

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