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"I CUT OFF ITADORI'S HAND, THEN after, sukuna threw me a bit far from them. then i guess a bit while later, that's when ijichi found me huddled under a cafe's covering." [name] explained, while she sat in a chair in front of gojo and ijichi. she was in the morgue with them, as she gave her report on the mission.
she didn't mind being there, she had already seen so much. she felt used to seeing dead people all the time, so now, she didn't feel scared.
"the only time you ever have confidence to fight back, is when yuji get taken over? i mean, good job for you, but sukuna healed himself afterwards." gojo attempted to compliment his college student, trying to lighten her up a bit.
[name] stayed silent, while she glanced over at itadori's dead body. the fact that one of her bullets went through his body, and she cut off his hand. it sent chills down her spine.
"i'm sorry, i wasn't much use during their mission. maybe.. if i was the one lying there..." [name] trailed off, seeing how pale itadori was already. meaning he was definitely dead to the world.
"don't say such nonsense, the situation could've happened either way. you being that position wouldn't make it any brighter." ijichi stated, telling her to push those thoughts out of her head.
"your always gonna be the same, nothing we can do to change that." gojo assured her, before he put a hand on her shoulder. "i believe the 2nd years are coming back today, you should go and greet them. lighten up megumi and nobara for me, will ya?" he asked of her.
[name] looked at the two of them, before glancing back at her deceased underclassmen one last time. "alright.." she mumbled, getting up from her seat as she made her way out of the room.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ OUTSIDE
[name] walked outside, the rain didn't make it where the school was at least. she rethought about the mission, the entire time she was there, she was a fool. she hated herself for being so timid all the time.
maybe if she acted a bit more her age, nothing would've happened. she kinda wished she was the one in the morgue. if she would choose say, gojo satoru dying over her. she'd choose herself. what was the point in living if she was weak.
soon enough, she found the first years. along with the 2nd years that got back from their mission. she stood behind them, looking miserable as she knew what time of year it was.
"oh, there you are. we're just just talking about the goodwill event." maki turned around to look at [name], who looked tired. the other two 2nd years turned to see their senior as well.
