ᏢᎯᎨᏁᎰᏬᏝ ᎻᎬᏝᏝ- Yandere Gojo

Chapter 11: The Mission

If y'all know Elfied lied, then please know Y/N's Technique.

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Nanami walked toward his car, his expression unreadable as Y/N followed closely behind. She let out a tired sigh, rubbing the back of her neck.

"Thanks for getting me out of there," she said, glancing at him. "If we had stayed any longer, that would've ended very badly."

Nanami exhaled through his nose, unlocking the car. "You should avoid talking about Geto around Gojo," he said, his tone firm but not unkind.

Y/N pursed her lips, nodding. She had struck a nerve—she knew that. "...I get it. I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry."

Nanami shook his head. "I don't particularly care what you say about Gojo," he admitted. "But I do care about you. And I don't want you getting hurt in any way."

Y/N blinked at him, slightly surprised.

Then, a warm smile spread across her lips. "Aww, Nanami, you do care about me."

Before he could react, she threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly.

Nanami stiffened, his entire body going rigid at the unexpected embrace. "...Y/N," he muttered, clearly flustered. But when she didn't let go, he sighed in defeat and awkwardly patted her back.

She chuckled against his shoulder before finally pulling away.

"Alright, alright," Nanami muttered, adjusting his tie. "Let's get going. We have a mission to complete."

Y/N smirked and gave him a mock salute. "Yes, sir."

She hopped into the passenger seat, and Nanami started the car.

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The drive was quiet, save for the occasional hum of the radio. Y/N rested her head against the window, eyes half-lidded as she watched the scenery blur past.

By the time they arrived at their destination, she let out a loud yawn and stretched her arms over her head.

"Man, that took forever," she groaned.

Nanami cut the engine, unbuckling his seatbelt. "You were asleep for most of the ride."

Y/N grinned. "Exactly. My nap got interrupted."

Ignoring her, Nanami stepped out of the car, and Y/N followed suit.

They stood in front of an old, abandoned building, its walls cracked and covered in vines. The air was thick with a heavy, cursed energy—strong enough to make the average sorcerer uneasy.

"Well," Y/N said, rolling her shoulders, "let's get this over with."

Without hesitation, she activated her Cursed Technique—Vectors.

A shift in the air.

Invisible arms, humming with telekinetic energy, manifested around her, hovering like an unseen force of destruction. Though they were not visible to the naked eye, their presence was unmistakable—an overwhelming, crushing force that made the air feel dense.

They moved like extensions of her own limbs, ready to tear through whatever stood in her way.

Nanami spared her a glance, then unsheathed his sword. "There are a couple of Grade 1 curses inside. Nothing too difficult."

Y/N cracked her knuckles, her vectors shifting restlessly. "Good. I just want to hurry up and get back home to Sally."

Without another word, they stepped into the darkness of the building, the curses inside already stirring.

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