The Veil

Chapter # 13

(Name) walked down the busy street of Tokyo accompanied by her soon-to-be mother-in-law.

She looked around the shops, trying to find something written in the list of requirements her mother-in-law has handed her, saying that she might need these for her wedding.
After a very tiresome trip, the older woman has suggested they should take lunch in the secluded restaurant she loves and wanted (Name) to eat at one of her places.

The food has been delicious, just as Nayomi has said.

"The tea here is also delicious and refreshing, it helps digest all the delicious food we ate."

The woman placed her chopsticks down, "we should order some tea."

(Name) was focused on something else, "Huh? What did you say?"

"(Name) sweetie, is everything okay?" The woman's face looked concerned, "you look worried."

"I'm sorry, but I think I sense a curse nearby."
"Oh, you can go see what's the issue."

She looks down at the empty plates, "No, it'll be rude of me to leave you here.

"It's alright," (name) smiled seeing the kind face of the woman.

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(Name) walked out of the restaurant, "so much curse energy, it must be a special grade."

As she reached a few meters near the place of the incident, she saw a pitch-black veil covering the area.

"Just great, a veil; meaning there are sorcerers nearby." She reached out to touch the veil, but to her surprise, her hand disappeared inside.

Without thinking twice she stepped inside.

The atmosphere was grim and dark as she walked towards the source of her distress.
"No Jujutsu sorcerers in sight."

Her eyes caught two figures standing on the pavement. One had spikey black hair and the surprising aspect of the other man was that he had dark markings all over his body.

Before she can interrupt the man with markings lifted his hand and shoved it right into his chest.

A surprised gasp left (name)'s lips.
"What in the...." He can't survive without his heart that was thrown on the side--- unless he is a curse.

Without wasting much time, (Name) sprints towards the two men.

The kid with spikey hair summoned what seems to be a Shikigami.

"Oye! Kid get out of here!" (Name) shouted, the kid looked perplexed at her entrance.

"Interesting." The man with markings murdered as (name) approached him.

"You!" She pointed towards the man, "who are you?"

"Surprising, you don't know me, sorcerer." He walked directly towards her. He stopped a mere inches from her, "I want you to remember the face of the man who is going to devastate you in more than one way." His grin was sickening as he stared down at her with his four eyes.

(Name) didn't look fazed, she proudly held her head up, glaring directly at him, and declared, "I would love to see you try, curse."

"Hey, get away from him!" (Name) eyes met the spikey-haired kid.

"Don't worry I---" everything fell silent.
The curse's sickening expression changed to a surprising one, as his arm--- that was about to rip her insides--- detached itself and flew a good feet away from them.

"Did anyone not tell you to not interrupt when two people are talking?" She held up her knife, raising a brow delicately.

The Curse cackled like a maniac, "interesting indeed, little sorceress."

His arm grew back, "I will love to destroy that pretty face of yours."

"As I said before, you can try. But the only thing that is going to be destroyed is you and your inflating ego." The curse growled and launched at her.

(Name) swerved his attack gracefully.
"You need to try harder, Curse."

She grabbed his arm and threw him right in the building. In a second he was behind her,  he kicked her at her side. But his leg was gone in a blink.

She grabbed him by his good leg and tossed him so hard on the ground that the debris flew everywhere.

She pulled his hair, dropping a knee on his back, "here I thought you'll be a good warm-up."

But to her utter shock, a mouth appeared where her knee by placed and bit her so hard it pulled her flesh off of her knee. She swiveled back, "that is just nasty." Her exposed knee was now bleeding.

"You are not awful, little sorceress and you also taste delicious." the Curse stood up, "but you know the tougher they are, the more fun it is to break them."

"I don't know who you think you are, curse." She rolled her eyes, "for a special grade, you are annoying." She charged his way.

"I'm not just any special grade, I am Ryomen Sukuna." With a nasty grin, he added, "the king of curses."

"Aye, I've met quite a few kings like you, Sukuna." She swirled to drop a kick directly at his face.

"I assure you, little sorceress, you've never met anyone like me." She grabbed his wrist, stabbing him in his abdomen.

He threw up blood, staining her face, "see, you are done for." A blue aura surrounded her as she poised to exorcise him.

"Wait, STOP!" The spiky-haired kid shouted. "Don't exorcise him, he has taken hostage of my friend's body. If you do you'll kill him as well."

"Oh," Sukuna just laughed.

"See, you can't kill me!" He was cackling like a maniac, showing his whole set of teeth, a few of them were knocked out by her.

"It's depressing isn't it?" Sukuna asked the kid, who just stood at his spot, "you'll never see that brat again." With that, his marking disappeared.

"I'm almost done for," the voice was not harsh and rude as the curses have been. it was rather boyish. The person she assumed was a spikey-haired boy's friend smiled, "Live a long life." The light left his eyes, as he fell limp in her arms.

The spiky-haired kid didn't dare move, (name) placed the corpse on the ground and glanced at the boy.

"Thank you." She can tell he was trying to find the reigns of his emotions. "I am a sorcerer, it was my job." She went to sit by the boy.

"You don't seem like you belong here?"

"That's because I'm not." He takes out a handkerchief and hands it to her. "You've got blood on your face." (Name) thanked him.

"I am (name) (Last name)." She informed him.

"I am Megumi Fushiguro."