Capítulo X- ¿Que tipo de mujeres te guestan?
Surprisingly, Atsuki hadn't dropped to the floor. Training with the second-years these past couple of weeks had built their durability and stamina. That, however, didn't mean it got easier. It was still morning and training had just begun nearly two hours ago. They were currently on a break before the last hour was completed to run snack errands. She looked at the same drinks and snacks she looked at each day. "One day, I'll get sick of drinking the same thing."
Nobara agreed, "I was just thinking that. Why can't they put a few more vending machines?"
Megumi answered, "They can't. There are only so many workers who can come here."
Atsuki scoffed, "If I have to smuggle them in myself, I would. Gojou probably won't care as long as we give him sweets. Though, I don't think he can convince Principal Yaga."
"Yeah," Nobara placed a hand on her hip, "He always seems too cranky."
Two sets of footsteps approached the first-years. One was heavier than the other. A built man who was around Gojou's height. His black hair was up to resemble a pineapple, at least that's what Atsuki thought. He had a scowl on his face, glaring at them. The scar from his forehead to the bottom of his nose gave him a frightening appearance. He held his uniform jacket in his hands exposing his purple shirt. Next to him was Mai, Maki's twin sister. She had only seen her from afar and up close she could see the resemblance to Maki. Her darker green hair was cut short to frame her face, and her facial features were much softer than Maki's.
"What are you doing here, Zen'in-senpai?" Megumi asked. He had turned his head to them and Nobara and Atsuki turned their whole bodies.
"Oh, she's one, too?" Nobara questioned. "They do seem similar are they sisters?"
Atsuki and Megumi answered, "They're twins."
"Don't call me that, Atsuki-chan, Fushiguro-kun," Mai crossed a hand under her chest, holding her other arm. "You make me sound the same as Maki." She tilted her head, winking "Call me Mai."
"So these are the pinch hitters for Okkutsu and the third-years," the man looked down at them. That must've been Toudou. She's heard about him through Yuuta and the exchange event from last year.
"We came here with the principal because we were worried about you. Your classmate died, right? Was that rough? Or did you think nothing of it?" Mai questioned.
Nobara and Megumi gasped beside Atsuki. She crossed her arms, glaring at the Kyoto students. She took a step forward, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"It's okay. Some things are hard to say out loud." She rubbed her lip with her pointer finger. "So I'll say it for you. 'Vessel' makes it sound nice, but it just means he was a half-cursed monster. Having such a tainted inhuman being beside you brazenly calling himself a jujutsu sorcerer must have been revolting, right? Aren't you feeling better now that he's dead?"
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ILLUSIONIST | MEGUMI FUSHIGURO
FanfictionIllusionist il·lu·sion·ist /iˈlo͞oZHənəst/ a person who performs tricks that deceive the eye; a magician