GOJO: THE CURSED ONE

CHAPTER 1

It was 3 a.m. when I completed the given project by my Biochemistry professor, Sir Minomoto. I didn't really like him as he was very strict and fussy.

I had to wake up at 4 a.m. and prepare breakfast for my bedridden 10 years old little sister.

I feel very heartbroken when she smiles, I know that she is going through an immense pain still she smiles for me.

I only pray for her fast recovery.

I took a quick shower and looked at myself at the mirror for five seconds. I looked terrible like a zombie!

Ah, this dark circles. I hate dark circles.

I quickly fried salmon and some fresh vegetables which I bought yesterday. My dear sister, Ichika loves cauliflower.

I packed food for me and Ichika. I hoped she like it.

I took out my bicycle and scoot it to hospital.

The time was exactly 5:30 a.m. I bumped into an odd stranger who was very towering and wore a black sort of uniform. I didn't look up at him.

"Gomen-nasai.," I apologized with my head fixed on the ground

"Oh no no... it's okay.," he giggled cheerfully.

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"Is there really a cursed spirit somewhere in this hospital?," I overheard their conversation. He was the same man whom I bumped few minutes ago.

"Who would believe in something so absurd like cursed spirit...," I thought.

That man turned towards me and smiled I smiled back at him.

I was wondering if he was really able to see with blindfolds. His hair colour was very rare to be found here. He coloured it. I was hundred percent sure.

"Konnichiwa, what are you looking so keenly at, miss?," he asked.

Damn. He could really see even with those blindfolds.

"I had no intention to eavesdrop, sir. I am sorry.," I bowed my head.

"Where are you going, miss?"

"Actually my sister is admitted......"

"Oh no worries.," he flunged me a weird dull coloured doll which almost frightened me and stated, "This will protect you."

Yucks. Yucks. Yucks.

"Hello, Ichika.," I approached to hug her and she pushed me out of fears and complete discomfortness.

"What happened?"

"What's that?," she asked trembling.

"It's a weird doll."

"Throw it.," she shouted.

"Calm down, ichi....,"

"Throw that away.," she cut me off

I was horrified at her reaction. She was always calm. Even in pain.

I saw that white headed man at the corridor scratching his head and looking sideways.

I dashed towards him, "what the hell do you want?"

He scratched his head again, looking perplexed, "what are you saying?"

I tried grabbing his neck and he pinned me towards the wall, he was so strong that his hands were numbing the sensations on my neck.

"You are pretty.," he said.

Tears poured down my cheeks and he released me.

"What do you want from my sister? You can do anything you want with me.," I wiped my tears, "but please leave my sister."

"Can I look at your sister?," he said.

"No.," I said, "By the way, what is this?," I asked showing him the creepy looking doll.

"Actually this is given to protect from cursed spirit. I thought you needed it.," he said cheerfully.

I threw the doll at his face and said, "I don't need the protection of this creepy looking doll."

"Hey It isn't that creepy.," he laughed.

I spend some time with my sister. I spoon fed her salmon and rice.

"This is your favourite, right?," I asked.

"Arigato," she smiled.

I concealed the tears inside me, I knew she was in pain. The pain which cannot be recovered anyhow.

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"Is her conditions improving?," I asked with tears in my eyes.

"Sorry ma'am, but we are still detecting her illness.," the doctor replied.

"What kind of doctors are you!! Who couldn't even detect my sister's disease..... shame on you.," I said with a sentiment mixed with tears and anger.

"We are trying our best."

I again cried. I cannot see her painful smile again.

"You all are hopeless.," I broke into tears.

I sat at the chair for a while sobbing and wiping my tears.

That weird man sat beside me.

"Tissue?"

"Arigato." (Thanks)

"You love your sister?"

"It's just that I can't see her smile with those pains. It makes my heart torture."

"Oh it's 9. I must get going. I have to submit my project today."