mamoritai | f. megumi

十一

"Our window confirmed the existence of the Cursed Womb approximately three hours ago." Ijichi explains to the four first year students. Momoka holding onto a black umbrella that kept the rain from soaking her clothes.

"When the evacuation reached ninety percent, we sealed off the facility upon evaluation of the scene. The residents who live within five hundred radius have also been evacuated." Ijichi further explains.

Momoka shifted the strap of her duffel bag upwards, feeling the searing pain on her left shoulder.

"What do you have there?" Megumi asks, eyeing the bag on her shoulder.

"Aside from my cards, I use weapons too." Momoka says, placing a hand under the bag and lightly shook it, letting Megumi hear the sounds of blades and other sharp items clink and clack inside.

"Do you carry that everyday?" Megumi asks again. Momoka nodded her head.

"Although if I'm just in school, Panda offers to help me carry one I use regularly." Momoka smiles, nodding her head. "But in missions like this, I have no choice but to carry all of it."

Megumi looked like he was contemplating on something for a whole minute before extending his hand out to Momoka, motioning his hand up and down. "Give it to me." He tells her.

"What?" Momoka asks, blinking twice before shaking her head. "No no. I can carry all of this."

"Just give it to me. You're obviously in pain." Megumi insists, taking the straps in his hands and then proceeds to take the bag from Momoka, slinging it over his right shoulder before cooly shoving his hands inside the pockets of his uniform.

"Inside Dorm 2 of this detention center, there are five prisoners left with the Cursed Womb. If the Cursed Womb manages to mutate, we predict that it will transform into a Special Grade Cursed Spirit."

"That's really dangerous!" Yuji exclaims. Nobara had a forlorn look on her face, arms crossed over her chest, Momoka looked at the detention center facade with great interest and Megumi inhaled deeply.

"This is why they usually dispatch jujutsu sorcerers with an equal level to the Cursed Spirit." He spoke to Yuji.

"In today's case, it would have been someone like Gojo sensei. But our best front would be Momoka...as long as the curse doesn't mutate." Megumi adds.

"I see." Yuji says. "But if it mutates, where's Gojo sensei?"

"In Africa"

"On a business trip." Both Megumi and Momoka answered to Yuji's question.

"Someone like him doesn't dilly dally in high school." Megumi adds.

"Unfortunately, were always understaffed that sorcerers often have to manage tasks way beyond their capabilities. But this is an emergency case that cannot go unnoticed." Ijichi says, standing in front of the four first year students.

"If encountered with the special grade curse spirit, fighting is prohibited. Flee the scene immediately. Or die trying." Ijichi adjusts the bridge of his glasses with his hands. "Your mission today is to confirm and rescue any survivors."

"Excuse me! What about Tadashi?"

Momoka turned her head to the side and saw what seemed to be an elder woman trying to get to the four of them, but is being restricted by other auxiliary managers.

"You can't do this! Please stand back!"

"Tadashi...is my son Tadashi okay?" She asks with desperation in her eyes and voice.