CURSED SUICIDE (MxM)

Chapter 10

CHUUYA POV

The kids were nothing short of talented. But nowhere near as powerful as him. It was almost funny to watch.

Maki was doing her best, delivering blows at either his head or his stomach with her long spear. Chuuya wasn't a fan of anything other than a knife or a machine gun so he had to deal with the girl by the raw force of his Gravity manipulation and two fists since he had just found out Dazai had yet again stole his knife. The bastard.

The girl, a few years younger, wasn't all that bad. Her moves were precise and the sheer force of them was enough to leave his hands shaking from blocking them. Her green hair was throwing him off from time to time but who was he to judge with his ginger color. Still... his was natural.

Chuuya ducked under a particularly hard kick towards his neck and instead used his momentum to try and trip Maki. She jumped back. Seemed like such cheap tricks didn't work on her. But still Chuuya's years in the PM were a far better advantage than hers two years in Jujutsu High.

But he knew not to judge her too early based on her experience. He learned some time ago that this never did him good. Not when Dazai was involved too.

Dazai was a different case in this matter. The man was too psychotic to understand basic human decency. One thing about his partner that Chuuya learned to respect was just how low Dazai could and would go when fighting against his enemies.

Oda's death didn't change that in him, instead making Dazai more savage and maybe a little bit crazier.

Maki made sure to keep him occupied and away from his thoughts by raising her leg high enough to kick at his stomach area. Chuuya let her foot collide with the soft fabric of his suit, activating his ability for mere moments. Red surrounded both of them and the green haired girl went flying back from the force Chuuya exerted on her by his ability.

He was done playing. His mind was too far in the memories of four years ago. When everything went to Hell and back and when Dazai openly told him that he would chose Oda over him any time.

Speaking of the bandage wasting machine...

Dazai was laughing somewhere in the back, wheezing and probably holding his stomach, Chuuya knew without even having to turn. His attention was snapped back to the girl. Maki was on her feet again and reading herself to attack.

"For fuck's sake." Chuuya grumbled, doing the same thing as earlier.

He let the spear graze him ever so slightly before activating his gravity manipulation again.

Maki's spear was wrenched out of her hand and thrown far out in the courtyard of the school. The girl was panting, hunched over herself as her hands were pressing down on her knees.

"How did you do that?" Her voice was coming out strong despite the tiredness she was obviously feeling in her bones.

"Ability." Chuuya's curt short answer made Dazai snort yet again. Chuuya shot him a glare "You're impossible."

MAKI POV

Maki picked her spear up, twirling it a few times in her hand before joining Panda and Inumaki on the grassy part of the courtyard.

"Well?" Panda raised an eyebrow, pushing her slightly by the shoulder. "What do you think of our new teacher?"

"The Tokyo branch sure is popular, getting so many teachers in one week." She grumbled but didn't say anything more, looking at the ginger that was fighting again with Osamu Dazai. "They act like kids. And yet they may be as strong as Gojo himself."

"Don't be stupid." Nobara has joined her side, sliding down to sit on the ground, legs crossed. "Gojo sensei is the strongest. He literally shifted the balance of the world when he was born."