❛❛ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. ❞
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THIRD PERSON
ᴘ ᴏ ɪ ɴ ᴛ ᴏ ꜰ ᴠ ɪ ᴇ ᴡ
"Then who will you choose, Osawa?"
Dazai look up to let her dark brown eyes meet his emotionless dark ones.
"Will you choose me over his students?" He then kneel down in one foot to level her. "Or you will choose his students over me?"
As if they are the only person inside the abandoned place, the two stare at each other for a moment before Dazai felt something cold in her mouth that make her almost gag because of the sudden feeling.
Looking down to confirm what is it, Dazai shortly caught off guard when she saw that it was his fingers. Three out of his five fingers that is forcefully preventing her mouth to close.
However, instead of jumping in whatever conclusion, Dazai knew better what is going to happened next after she felt another presence that is standing mightily behind her.
"But you know what, even if I didn't asked that pretty obvious question, I already know that you'll choose those brats over anything no matter what."
Dazai then noticed a mixed of sadness and pain that his hiding beneath his cold and angry mask.
"And I'm sure of it by just seeing you in here and trying to save Gojo's students from me."
An expression that somehow makes her heart aches before her sight got covered by a thick black blindfold.
"Do it, Manami."
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3 HOURS AND 25 MINUTES
BEFORE THE INCIDENT
"Tell me! Why did you get a mission to go to that place, and not me, hah!" whined by Gojo on the phone, while sitting on a thick branch of a tree, to secretly watch there his students that is training from a far. "I heard from Shoko that there is a bunch of sweet shops near that area."
He then overdramatically sighed to exaggeratedly express how disappointed he was.
"Ah, right! Speaking of it, can you go in every single of those shops and buy me their best seller? Promise, I'll pay you thrice of the amount you spend."
Meanwhile, on the other end of the call, a slender figure of a woman can be seen sitting inside a moving black slick car while staring at the scenery outside the woman, with a phone placed on her left hip.
"And yeah, what time are you coming back? I already missed you, yo—hey! Hey! Are you still in there? Or you're not listening to me agai—"
["I'm listening~!"] She then lean more herself on the leather backrest of the seat. ["You know, I'll always listen to whatever you are saying, even if it is irrelevant most of the times, Sato-kun~!"]
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MORIARTTI : Jujutsu Kaisen x Bungo Stray Dogs
FanfictionMoriartti /死ぬことの芸術/ 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗'𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚛𝚝. The story begins when Gojo Satoru is still a student at an institution that is specifically designed to train the next generation of Jujutsu...
