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𝒷𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈
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A/N: We interrupt your regularly scheduled program for a Megumi-centric chapter. I really hope you enjoy it.
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There weren't many things Megumi Fushiguro remembered about his biological father.
Or his half-sister Tsumiki either. He can't remember much of what it was like to live with Toji Fushiguro, but there was always an eerie feeling in the back of his mind when he tries to think back on it. It claims that it's not so bad that he doesn't remember.
He's less accepting of the fact that he doesn't remember his sister's face. He can't seem to remember no matter how hard he tries, her image becomes a conglomerate of what he thinks her face looks like. There is a disconnect in the catacomb of his memories spiraling together to try to make something out of what is essentially nothing.
But he stubbornly doesn't want to visit her. Tsumiki's in a coma and has been for years. When Gojo had taken him in he promised he wouldn't leave Tsumiki alone. He said he was moving her to a better care facility and offered to take him to visit, back then Megumi had said no. Megumi knew, even as a child, that there was nothing to gain from visiting her. Not when she couldn't speak, see, or hear him, there was no point. He didn't want to see his sister like that. He didn't want to taint her memory, but now it seemed he was losing those too.
But he's been thinking about her more since Maki's been here. A little over a month now, and Megumi's got a very good impression of how she acts. Maki is a girl his age, well almost. He's younger than her but Tsumiki was older than him too. For the first time, he's slowly starting to remember what it's like to have a sister, and he's not sure how to feel about it.
Though, it's a bit strange to him considering Maki is in no way similar to the way he remembers Tsumiki. Maki's three years younger than her. She's also more what one would consider masculine than she is feminine with the way she can throw a punch, and how she acts and looks. Megumi would describe the Tsumiki from his memories as soft and reserved. Despite being so young she was already a smart girl. She was kind and understood him even when he didn't want to speak. That much he knew or at least, he thought he knew.
There was a long period where he did not speak, she was able to help him work through it, but it became more difficult without her, especially being in a new environment. Gojo was able to help actually being way better at communicating than his father was. He didn't get upset when he didn't want to say anything at all.
Maki is harsh compared to Tsumiki and she needed everyone to know her stance on something. She isn't without kindness but she wouldn't let anyone mistake her acts of kindness for weakness. She was never one to stand idly by as someone attempted to disrespect her. Maki was smart, but there were some details she'd miss about people since she wasn't that good at communicating and there were certain subjects that weren't her forte. She held no reservations for criticism and her version of reprimanding is far more removed from the realm of conversations and negotiations. Maki was way more prone to violence. Tsumiki was all about non-violence. He was sure they wouldn't get along. But then again, he wasn't even sure what Tsumiki would be like in the present anymore. Just like her face, he wonders if the version he remembers is even real at all.
When Maki first arrived, he didn't have the best opinion of her. He was definitely happy someone else was there besides Gojo now. Though she was a bit loud and he found her somewhat rude in her introduction, he knew people can change based on their first impressions with how they act later. He thought maybe she'd learn to be a little bit nicer. Or at least try. He was proven wrong, but it didn't bother him very much. He still preferred her being here as opposed to being alone.
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