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❝She's a runner, she's a trackstar~❞
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"What's up with this rugby field?" the same young man asked himself. He was in the rugby field, still searching for something special and important.
The curse was slithering underground. What is it doing in the rugby field?
"Is there a dead body buried here or something? Even there is, I'm surprised to see one this high-level. Probably a grade 2 curse. Must be that cursed object's influence." the young man thought.
The curse then climbed up on the irons and made a weird sound. Atrocious if you asked me.
The young man walked up the stairs, his hands in his pockets. His other hand is holding his phone.
"Damn it. Its presence is too strong to pin down. It feels like it's close by, but it could still be far away, too. This special grade cursed object is a serious pain." the man continued to thought.
"Who could have moved it? Where is it now?"
A loud voice could be heard from afar.
"Over here! Coach Takagi is taking on Itdaori from the West Middle!"
"Wow! What are they competing for?"
BANG!
"Hmph." Takagi then made an iconic pose, pretty proud of himself.
"14 meters! 18 min and 85 cm!"
"Wow! Takagi still got it!? I wonder if Itadori would make it..."
Then the cheering began to rose.
"Itadori! Itadori! Itadori! Itadori! Itadori!"
"They're probably tall tales, but I heard he beat all stages of Ninja Warrior..." Iguchi whispered to Sasaki in a side-way. "And that he's a reincarnation of Mirko Cro Cop.."
Yuji extend his hand, then almost fall when he received a metal-ball.
"But Mirko isn't even dead yet!" Sasaki declared.
"Yet still, he earned the nickname "Tiger of West Middle."
"Lammmee."
"Hey, can I just throw this however I want?" asked Yuji to Coach Takagi.
"Yep! I won't call any fouls, so throw however you please." Takagi responded.
"Sorry, I want to demonstrate how serious I am by intentionally choosing something that isn't your forte-"
WHOOSH
There goes the ball. It's a runner it's a trackstar.
"He's more like a gorilla than a tiger, isn't he?" asked Sasaki, quite fazed of the situation.
"That was a pitcher's throw." Iguchi remarked.
Yuji was walking towards them causually.
"Yuji, you'd do well on a sports team. You don't have to force yourself to stay in the occult club, y'know?" Sasaki said, trying to inform him.
"Huh? But as much as you two love scary and terrifying things, you couldn't go to the haunted locations without me, could you?" Yuji asked.
"We're scared because we liked it!" Sasaki said, obviously trying to cover up her response.
"Besides, this school requires everyone to be in a club, right? I couldn't keep up with his." Yuji said, pointing his thumb to Takagi, who was surrounded with students taking a picture with him. Lol.
--FLASH BACK--
"You don't have to do anything! You can be a ghost member! We're the occult club after all!" Sasaki exclaimed.
"Ni-hee."
--END OF FLASHBACK--
"Well, I did say that." Sasaki replied.
"I want to be able to go home by 5 pm for my own personal reasons. So if it's okay with you, I'd like to stay. I like the atomsphere of the occult club a lot." Yuji chuckles.
"Well, if that's how it is, we don't mind."
"Yeah."
The same young man then appeared, observing them, well, not so suspiciously though.
"That guy's incredible. He pulled that off without any cursed energy. I wonder if he's like Zenin-senpai..." he thought as he walked off.
"Oh! It's already half past 4! Well, Coach, I've got stuff to do! Later!" Yuji yelled as he hurriedly grab his things and ran off.
As soon as Yuji ran past the same young man, there was something. Something unusual.
ZAP
That same presence. Evil. Sadistic.
"The presence of a cursed object!" the young man thought.
"Hey, you!" he called out to Yuji.
"Shoot, he's way too fast."
"I heard he can run 50 meters in 3 seconds!" some student said.
"Is he a car or what?!" the young man thought, ready to curse himself.
Searching for someone was sure a annoying yet difficult task, isn't it? Well, the answer depends on you, dear reader.
"This world has too many curses." The girl thought, as she walked, entering a very lovely garden. She observed all of the laughter, happiness, and joy from other people. How she wishes she could feel that same emotion like she did once. After what happened before.
She wasn't really sure what she was supposed to do. It's too much for her. After all of those experiences, she already has enough of it.
