𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄. 𝙊𝙠𝙠𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙪 𝙔𝙪𝙩𝙖

chapter thirteen - 1st year's

"HA. HA. HA"

You breathe in and breathe out the first grade curse slowly turn into reddish smoke in front of you. As a thick red liquid drip down from your created sword.

Pulling back your curse energy, it disappears then you let out a sigh, exiting the gloomy place and quickly searching for a public bathroom. 

It's a complete silence, though you didn't mind it. You stare at your reflection at the pale water stained by the vlood on your hands. Your mind was just blank, there's so much for you to think about to the point where your mind was tired to thought of any.

You snapped at your thoughts when a girl enters the bathroom as it quickly apologize. Ignoring her, you close the faucet and swiftly fish your phone that been vibrating to your pocket.

"Y/Nnnnnn!"

"Sorry..."

"Hmnn?"

"Sorry.... For your lost, Gojo-sensei" Gojo didn't immediately answer you while he just hummed in reply. You get out from the bathroom, riding the black car as it takes you to another mission.

"What's up?" You asks Gojo when you notice that he'd been quiet for some minutes (it was out of his character).

"Ah! I almost forgot!" His usual cheerful tone was back making you smile a little. "The first years.... The other two i mean. Was still mourning y'know? Though! That doesn't mean the exchange event will adjust for them, yes?"

"No... What do you want?"

"Train them. Just in the plan"

"I still have a mission to complete, i think I'll gonna be late. Does Maki and the others are already there?"

"Yes they are! You're the only one wasn't here"

"I see... I'll see you then later" just as you get out from the car you turn of the phone and examines the place. "Nahhhh.... Looks like I'll be serious this time"

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"What's this?" The sound of a leather boots clanking against the concrete pathway took the attention of the two first year. In front of them standing a very confident lady, that had a dark green hair tied in a ponytail and a pair of glasses that fits her looks. "Looking more gloomier Megumi? What are you? Mourning?"

The first years was quite offended by her words yet remain quiet. Thinking that there have been misunderstanding here...

"MAKI!.... MAKI!!" A two head pops behind a mossy statue under the trees. The said girl irritatedly turn to them and shot them a glare. "What?! I'm talking here!?"

"There's really a first year died yesterday!" The talking Panda wasn't sure what to let out an expression, should he laugh or feel bad at Maki?

"Salmon" the speech user Inumaki agrees.

"YOU SHOULD TELL ME SOONER!!"

A first year girl, on the other hand was still shock at the sudden appearance of unfamiliar places as she decided to ask Megumi.

"They're out upperclassmen, second years to be precise. Though, there's two more. Okkotsu-senpai and Y/n nee-san are overseas for mission. Those two are the only ones who i respect" Megumi stand up, not wanting to Nobara witness his quivering lips. As he thought of one of his beloved ones being away from him when the time he needed them the most.

Walking down the concrete stairs to confront the second years about their sudden appearance. He didn't got to go a single step when a gush of sharp of wind welcome him. Megumi was dumbfounded and when he snapped back, he realize that he was now sitting back on his previous position. Yet a familiar warmth embrace him. It was like it welcome his vulnerability.

In front of him was a familiar h/c haired lady, her comforting scent made him almost weak in his knees.

"You're late" Megumis right hand find it's way to her waist, tightly hugging her. While his other hand gripping on the back of her uniform.

"Hmmn" you're too tired to argue with him, your hand softly brush his spikey umbra hair, pushing his face further to rest on the crook of your neck. "Let it out Megumi. My technique is on... They wouldn't see us"

From there, You slowly felt a warm tears running down from your neck to your uniform, as it get damp. He was sobbing while you kept caressing his hair.

The other first and second years widened their eyes, quickly getting their guard up after noticing a huge curse energy nearby. But, they relax upon realizing that it was only you.

"Y/n! Why you didn't—" Maki quickly shut up when she see a soundly sleeping Megumi in your embrace. You give her a small smile before turning to Panda.

"Can you carry him back to his dorm?" Panda nodded at you and carefully carry Megumi.

You dusted your skirt as you stand up and walk away while Maki and the others followed you. "We'll train them after an hour, I'll report to Gojo"

With that, Maki nodded and split ways with you. Though, even if you're too far away, Nobara can't help but linger her gaze at you. Question filled her head. Question that will keep her awake 'till midnight.

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Walking down at the familiar underground morgue. You used to be anxious and feel chills whenever you go down here because of Shoko or Gojo.

You wonder why the hell Gojo was here, if it weren't because of his passed away student, it is because he'll pull out some prank again.

Now, standing in front of the bullet metal door you forced yourself not to shudder at the taunting presence inside the morgue.

"Gojo—" Before you could fully open the door, the environment around you change. The floor beneath you wanst the grey concrete anymore, instead it was a pool of blood. In front of you was a mountain of skulls.

Even your sharp eyes couldn't distinguish if it was human or animal.

In instinct, you focused your cursed energy to create a sword. However, you couldn't. As if there's something or someone hindering you to do so.

“It's been years...." A rough voice echoed around the place. You wasn't stupid to think it wasn't a domain. But whom? Your e/c eyes widened in fear, shock and confusion.

Looking down to your stomach. You saw a familiar hand gently holding your beating heart. Sharp black nails and a stripe black tattoo on it wrist. You cough up a blood as you feel a rough hand grip your jaw tightly and made you look to the side.

Your exhausted e/c eyes met a piercing blood shot orbs that was like eating your soul alive.

"How are you doing? My lady?"