𝙇𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙇𝙚𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙-- {𝙅𝙅𝙆}

𝟶𝟷: 𝚂𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚞 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚘

"What on earth could've been so important that you had to use a finger on Sukuna?"

Jogo questioned Geto as M/n sat on Hanami's shoulder, quietly listening to the conversation ahead of him while swinging his legs absent-mindedly and looking up at the clouds. He was careful not to hit the curse he was sitting on, to which Hanami was thankful.

"Well, the test was half-baked. I'll give it that. Plus, I did think that we learned a few things." Geto replied to the volcano like curse.

"Hm, I can only pray that's not an excuse." The light turned green, and everyone on the busy city sidewalk edge started crossing the street. Before that, however, M/n hopped down from his place on Hanami's shoulder shoulder and stood next to Geto as they crossed. Jogo looked annoyed at the other while Geto just smiled and ruffled M/n's fluffy mop of hair. Soon enough, they arrived at a pleasant looking café. Once they entered, the sweet sounding waitress welcomed them in.

"Hello! Table for one?"

"Yes, just for lunch, please." Geto answered sweetly as he, as well as the others, were lead to a table. Geto sat on the inside of the booth while M/n sat on the outside next to him. Jogo sat in a chair across while Hanami and Dagon sat next to each other by the other table.

"Yes, you can have some tea." Geto answered for M/n before he could even ask.

"...Thank you." M/n replied softly as Geto was served a glass of water and a cup of tea. The boy snatched the cup and took a sip. "They made it wrong..."

"No good? That's too bad." The man next to him grabbed the cup and set it off to the side while M/n sulked and laid his head on the table. He zoned out the ongoing conversation between Jogo and Geto and just focused on his surroundings. That was until the topic of Geto's old friend, Satoru Gojo, came up.

"Well, no. He would either flutter out of your grasp or, worse case scenario, you all get exercised. I suggest that you pour all of your energy into sealing him as opposed to killing him. " Behind his mask, M/n's eyes widened slightly. Surely Geto didn't mean sealing Satoru into...that..

"How?"

"We'll use the special grade curse object prison realm." M/n just shook his head as Jogo started to get riled up. The whole restaurant began to heat up, and everyone began to complain about the new warmth in the room. A waiter came up to the table, but before he could utter a word, the man combused in front of all of them, making M/n sigh and shake his head. One by one, the café goers began to meet the same end as the waiter.

"Well, I'm glad we didn't choose finer dining..."

"Oh please, this is nothing! So, Geto, in terms of Sukuna's fingers, just how strong am I?" M/n's eyes wandered to the poor waitress crawling away. He felt almost a sense of pity. Key word being almost. He then turned back to Geto.

"This is just about a rough estimate, but I'd say about 8 fingers in total."

"Then give me the prison realm! I'll add it to my collection! Then...I'll kill Gojo..."

M/n just sighed and got up from his seat. They were done here anyway. Horrible tea and employees. What has this world come to? Part of him wished to be sealed once again, but the other part of him knew that Geto wouldn't allow that. Not for a single second.

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A couple of hours passed by, and soon, it was completely dark, with the exception of the moonlight shining down on the mountain's edge. M/n sat on the ledge while looking at the battle happening below. He knew that Jogo would need help soon enough. He would be ordered to help anyway. Hanami stood behind him as well as Geto.

"So, this is Satoru Gojo you speak so...fondly about. So the rumors about the Gojo clan are true. Or maybe just about him is all."

"You're in a talkative mood today, M/n. You've spoken more today than you have in a month."

"There's no need to talk when I don't have a reason to. How long do you plan on letting Gojo toy with him?"

"Not long. Hanami's getting restless anyway, aren't you?" Geto turned to the curse, who grew a flower on their finger as they turned to the others fighting below. Hanami warbled before jumping down off of the cliff's edge to meet up with Jogo.

"Heh...quite a statement for a cursed spirit to make. Do you plan on helping?" M/n nodded and hopped down a couple of seconds after Hanami.

Once he landed, he looked around. He hummed and quickly picked up the severed head of Jogo after Hanami had placed the distraction. However, Gojo was quick to snap him and Yuji out of their trance. Though sadly, this meant that M/n was seen.

"Hey...sensei..he looks awfully familiar. I don't know why, though." Gojo hummed and appeared behind M/n to examine him.

"Oh! You're-!"

"SENSEI I LIED I NEED HELP-" Yuji yelled out for his teacher. That was enough to distract Gojo. M/n was suddenly scooped up by Hanami and taken away with Jogo. They had made it out safely. But for M/n, it was a pretty close call. However, he wasn't recognized by only Gojo and Yuji. There was someone else just iching to say hello.

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𝙎𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙖'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑

Huh...M/n. Or..that looked like him. It seems like he's been incarnated as well. But without his own vessel. He was always too good for that anyway, no surprise there.

"Ha! Now that you've entered the fight, I can only only guess how long you'll be in the ring! I'll be ready and waiting... for you... my partner in crime."