The Cursed Hearts | Gojo x OC | JJK

Chapter 12: Shattered Mission (Part 2)

The sun is still up. Smoke roaming in the room of the infirmary as Shoko continues to puff out some more, each puff leaving her feel relief, while she worked.

Hanako sighed for the fifth time as she stared at Shoko blankly, the silence being way too loud in the room.

"What was that you told me about the Star Plasma vessel yesterday?", she broke the silence and decided to ask, catching Shoko's attention.

"The merging with Tengen-sama, you mean? It's that preservation method, or something", the brunette spoke simply, shrugging and going back to smoking.

"Oh and, how's your training going? You've been practicing yourself since Suguru is gone, right?", Shoko says as she turned to the other female who was busy staring outside the window.

"Yeah.. I've been trying to go through each thing he taught me myself", Hanako shrugged.

"So.. what about your cursed technique? Isn't that going to be of use?", she turned towards Shoko when she was questioned, shaking her head.

"I can't exactly use my technique against the basic level of cursed spirits, because it could damage anything else besides. I haven't been on missions that include special grades, other than with Suguru or.. that dumbass.", she scoffs, purposely not muttering Satoru's name.

Shoko nods, chuckling a little at Hanako's behavior towards the six eyed user.

"Oh come on, he's just messing with you, the guy's not that bad", she says in a teasing tone which makes Hanako whip her head towards her in disbelief.

"Messing with me? He's a full-blown dick, Shoko! What kind of.. insane person would look down on their own classmate just because-- ugh!", she thumped her head on the table beneath her. Shoko just lets out another laugh, and it's already pissing Hanako off.

"I loathe that bastard", she muttered out against the surface her face was pressed onto. "Why are you suddenly so defensive about his behavior now? Have you seen what he does to Utahime-senpai?"

Shoko shrugged, as usual. "I don't know? I don't think it's just me, but you should know Gojo is just like that. Come on, what if you guys do end up getting along?", she teased.

"Me? With that guy?", Hanako scoffs sarcastically. There was no way in hell that was happening.

"I seriously don't get how Suguru puts up with him. We're the strongest, my ass", she mimicked.

"Jealous jealous jealous~", Shoko teased again, waving the cigarette at her face which made Hanako immediately steal it from her. She stared at the lightened stick for a moment, until she decided to do the same and took a test. She ended up coughing after.

"How the heck do you do this?", she coughed and handed it back. "I just had one and took a puff. It's not that bad", Shoko simply takes another puff from the cig.

"No shit, Sherlock", Hanako mumbled.

The infirmary was then quiet, save for the occasional shuffling of papers and the faint hum of cursed energy that accompanied Shoko Ieri's healing practice.

Hanako stood near the window, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. She wasn't a fan of the sterile environment or the faint smell of antiseptics and cigarettes that lingered in the air, but she often found herself here whenever Shoko needed an extra hand or a bit of company.