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Her eyes were suddenly covered with warm hands with the tips of them tingling her forehead rather cold, reflecting the semi-cold air around them. Y/N heard soft chuckles behind her as she was pulled back behind a corner from everyone else.

Still with her eyes covered, she snorted. "Yuji I know it's you." The girl turned around and faced her... friend (?) who was smiling with a soft blush across his cheeks and nose bridge.

She always wondered how someone like him could be adorable then the next minute a total badass then the next minute turn out to be the king of curses himself.

"I knew that, but anyway I love your outfit!" He took his time admiring the new adjustments (It is in whatever style you want) making Y/N chuckle her nervousness away breathlessly.

"Thanks." She half-smiled looking down at her outfit briefly before catching his eyes again. "Amai weirdly enough did this."

Yuji said, surprised. "Oh, it's so weird how Amai is so nice to you nowadays. Unlike a certain asshole."

"Yeah, well she's kinda my sister S/N." She whispered in a sarcastic tone but not meaning to be sarcastic.

"Then it must be hard then." The two slid down the wall. She absentmindedly rested her head on his shoulder, the boy welcomed her in by placing his head on top of hers. "When it comes to your hunger knowing that it's S/N as well as yourself you're trying to save."

He backtracked. "Oh! Sorry, that got depressing, I didn't mean to cause any problems. That's not what a boyfriend thing to do."

In Y/N words after that night, she called faith, her being the forgiving kind she never held any malicious against S/N or Amai to a certain extent. 'It's always been my fault you know, I got myself into this mess after all. This is the consequence.' She said to him at the hospital. It wasn't worded that way but she clearly applied that it was her fault.

Yuji knew it wasn't. He's been there before.

"It's fine." She looked up at him forgivingly before smirked carelessly with her seductive gaze melting him instantly. "I really don't care."

Did you noticed that too, right? Sukuna asked Yuji mentally. The king was sceptical. Every time he met this girl she's a completely different person. It's pissing him off but at the same time, made him invested in this mystery.

"Yeah... I did."

The ways of Amai Doku were hidden to all, even he couldn't wrap his head around her world. He wouldn't be surprised if Y/N herself knew the ways of Amai.

"Hey, what's with the lost face." Yuji was snapped back to reality by Y/N now sitting in front of him with her warm-ish hands on his face. "Trying to copy me?" She joked, referencing the first curse mission at the school of literally any time she's blacked out.

"No, no not at all. Just lost in thought." Yuji laughed it off as he and Y/N stood up. "We should probably go now." He says stepping past with his left foot. "I just wanna quickly see how you were doing..."

"Before we do. Yuji."

Everything stopped immediately. It was almost silent only the sound of his heartbeat remained, it was faster than unusual which explains why his face wasn't slow onto making it as pink as his hair when Y/N has kissed him on the cheek.

Not to mistaken for a peak, this one lasted five seconds her kiss mark even revealed how light his skin was under the blood inside making him so red.

She whispered, her hand caress his other cheek with them. His ear was blessed with kind and worried words "Stay safe okay."

"Y-You too."

Love is such an intense power emotion that affects all, Amai that bitch wasn't joking.

***

Everything faded into a blur after the alarm went off. The schools charged through the forest; hunting down their opponents to win this intriguing event. Panda led the way with Yuji and Maki behind Fushiguro and Y/N on the left and Nobara with on Inumaki on the right.

They charged in expecting any second to be the moment the opponents strike down on them. Y/N felt ready for this, similar to the feeling she had back at the theatre deaths, she felt good.

Until.

a distant scream of vengeful menace occurred.

she was the only one that could hear her. her? she didn't know.

"for the last time!"

two screams followed behind, this time it was merciful ones.

the world seemed to blur and flash something... or someone in her vision.

on top of the demon, trapped from the stomach in a straddle with her legs. the world was a orange tinted street at night, the two women were on the middle of the voiceless stage. I'm in a vision but she wasn't control. The vision was vague; not reveal as much as she wanted.

Two ruby coloured hands wrapped their grip tightly around Aisuru's neck. The despair's face was completely broken, her smile was widen to the brim, her eyes bled due to her dehydration, her nose was smashed and broken and the rest of her face had many cuts and bruises.

But with all her flaws she morphed back to her beautiful self again, among her sister rage even more.

She gasped for air as Amai hollered the words:
"How are you not dead!"

It hasn't been long since Amai has gone crazy like this, still it does send chills down Y/N's spine how she could be sweet one minute, then seductive then bat shit crazy. Well, her name does mean Sweet Poison.

"I am." Aisuru answered breathlessly from her throat, even in a choking state she was smug. "But you won't let me die."

"Shut up!"

Amai erupted before turning her hand upside down to dig her two fingers in Aisuru's nose and rip the top of her head off.

"you won't let me too Amai."

Aisuru generated her head back only for a slowly desperate Amai lifted her head by her ears and slammed into relentless into the concrete good.

"I said shut up!"

"You know she needs me."

Amai gouged Aisuru's eyes out with her thumbs. Aisuru wasn't never her real or biological sister, it was a title those humans made but they looked the same. So why she feeling so sorrowful now after all of this.

"I d-don't need y-you!"

Amai smashed her fist into Freya's face. First starting strong and gradually slowing her pace and getting weaker and weaker.

she let out faint wails before finally falling victim under her tears and collapsing onto her sister chest, exhausting herself mentally and physically as her bun released itself and rested on her shoulders. Freya placed her arms over her waist.

"you do..."

"i do...."

"s/n... we need to help her."

"but i don't know how. I was so close tonight I don't wanna hurt her, she's my sister. I'm sorry Freya.. I can't win."

"its okay, s/n.... you're not hurting her."

"agreed." amai sat up with an emotionless look on her face. She grinned devilishly. "ive always liked you Aisuru or is it Freya, I'm not too sure, but with a snap of my fingers."

She did so teleporting them to the same place where they first met and where the club used to be replaced with a lake: Zestubō Lake. The pair ever on the rocky surface a few centimetres away from the edge of the deep lake.

"It's like when we first met." Aisuru was now looking like her human-self while Amai remained in her demon form. Freya was tied down by an invisible force by the demon on top still straddling her hips.

"Apart from S/N being completely dead now..." She smugly remarked. "I'm shocked after all these years, she stayed alive. until now, of course. I should properly kill you out of my life where you someone else's problem, but where's the fun in at? I mean after all..."

Amai leaned down to almost Freya's level. The blonde woman held in a whimper as Amai pressed her body against hers her, the friction across her chest and lower regions suddenly aching, only their faces not touching.

"I am thee Belladonna." Amai whispered softly, licking her top line of teeth slowly, feeling her lust and blood lust commencing once more.

"And a Belladonna do what a Belladonna wants."