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EXTRA 3

EXTRA 3
Criminal Long Shen x Criminal Itadori Sukuna
... Or not.
Superstar (But actually from the yakuza) Long Shen x Delivery Guy (But gets mistaken to be in the yakuza) Itadori Sukuna

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⚠️ TW ⚠️ ehehehehehehe smut

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"..."

"Why the fuck are you on the run?" Just a moment ago, the other person had just delivered a parcel to his door. Who knew they would see each other again so soon.

"... I may or may not have accidentally murdered some dumbass on the street. It was just a light hit on the head for goodness' sake. Who knew he was that fragile?!" Itadori Sukuna paused for a moment before glaring at the man hiding with him. "What about you? How did a superstar like you end up on the run?"

"... I was framed, really. Who told the heavens to make me so handsome? Jealous people keep wanting to sabotage me."

"..." A look of disgust appeared on Sukuna's face. "I think you're too full of yourself."

"Please, you must be speaking of yourself."

The pair of former highschool classmates glared at each other.

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"..." Itadori Sukuna fidgeted on the couch, uncomfortable after being under surveillance by Long Shen's subordinates for the past thirty minutes. Fortunately, Long Shen came back just in time before Sukuna lost patience.

"What did you find?" The anxious delivery guy asked.

Long Shen sat on the couch across from Sukuna, crossing his legs and leaning against the back of the seat. "My team's going to clarify my case. As for yours," the superstar trailed off, not knowing how to say what he discovered. "Well, there was no cctv where it happened, but we did find a third person who came out of the same alley as you. My people are trying to find him."

"Fuck, how did things end up this way? Why the hell did that bastard pick a fight in the first place?!"

"Uh," Long Shen spoke up. "Sorry to break your bubble but compared to me, you look more like someone who's involved with the yakuza. Whoever died must be someone from a local gang, and mistook you for an enemy."

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"Pfft— that's why I told you to fix your damn expressions, Sukuna!" Long Shen laughed uncontrollably, even smacking his thigh at the same time. "Do you know what you look like? You always have this expression as if you're on your way to kill someone!"

"I was born with this face, dammit!"

"Yet Yuuji's such a sunshine compared to your gloomy as fuck face."

"... anyway, since when were you in the yakuza?"

"Since I was born, obviously," Long Shen grabbed a packet of cigars from his pocket, and lit it up with an electric lighter. The scent of passion flower, sweet and earthy, and stunningly erotic filled the air. Sukuna was stunned silly by the sight, which had gone unnoticed as Long Shen took another breath.

"By the way, you on the run won't make your brother worry, will it? I remember you guys being joined to the hips when we were in high school."

"... I, It's fine, I think." Sukuna stammered before shifting his gaze from Shen to the marbled tiles. "He's pretty busy anyway."