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"MUSTARD LEAF.." INUMAKI muttered, he put his hand on fushiguro's shoulder. he started to walk towards the special grade spirit, just needing to buy sometime.
"wait, inumaki. you cant handle it." fushiguro stepped forward to try and stop him, he was already at his limit for cursed speech. if he tried anything now, then his throat would be damaged.
the cursed spirit and inumaki got closer to each other, fushiguro had no clue who could get hit first. he watched as his senior took a deep breath, before opened his mouth to activate his cursed technique.
"blast away!"
the cursed spirit had been blasted away, just as the cursed user had commanded. being blown into the building's balcony. dust had started to form, as the area was covered. but even that didn't seem to do anything to it.
"YOU BOTH SHOULDNT WASTE YOUR TIME TRYING TO CUT ME WITH YOUR BLADES."
[name] and maki had both tried to lash a strike on it, for maki her swords that she had taken from some other competitor (miwa) had shattered from contact. meanwhile, [name's] knife was still in tact. it was strong enough to cut off the horn of the cursed spirit.
"UGHH! I HATE MY JOB!!!" she shrieked as she held her knife tightly, she stood beside maki.
"shut up." maki scoffed, she threw the broken katana away.
[name] took out her hand gun, she started to shoot the cursed spirit. most of her bullets went through, she started to reload. she saw that its weakest part was its horns. "maki, the weakest part of it, is its horns!" she shouted, she continued to shoot the cursed spirit.
she continued to shoot the special grade, buying some time for fushiguro and maki. she reloaded, tossing her empty case off the roof as she continued to shoot.
"YOUR BULLETS ARE SURPRISINGLY STRONG, THOUGH, IT'LL DO NOTHING MUCH BUT POKE A NEEDLE IN ME."
the cursed spirit spoke, it was capable of speaking? [name's] quickly stopped shooting, she immediately ran off the roof and went over to inumaki and kamo. she figured maki and fushiguro could handle it now, since she was no help.
she watched as they had quickly knocked the special grade off the roof, knocking it about a mile away from the building the three others were on.
[name] sighed as she looked over at the two underclassmen, who had been beaten so easily. she wished she was the one there. though, her technique wouldn't let her.
she sat down, bringing her knees up to her chest. she held her gun, wondering... what if she just-
