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𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖓/𝖓

Hey! It's Umi, I really super duperly miss you girl. I know we never really talk at home but it was really cool having someone around my age in the house other than mom and dad and the shitty twins around. Good news, I got a new car and got into a new school, and I had to help some guy from bullying. God I hate bullies, but I'm a practically a super hero! Any woo, Sitting in my ride right now as I write this, when we meet again, we're totally going to grand theft auto around the country with it, then walk like those strippers after a good ride (ride as in driving a car not as in sex gross). Anyway, since I have the car now I wanted to give you my second favourite type of transport with a modern twist to it. Gotta go now, hot guy with Elsa hair in my vision, Love you loads.

Azumi Bunko.
ps: your teacher is super fucking hot.

"Nice shoes , Y/N." She glanced away from her letter which she placed in her pockets. Y/N thanked Itadori for the compliment. The shoes weren't just like any shoes, they were f/c kick-rollers from home as a present. She wasn't using the skates right now because Y/N wasn't too sure if she could still skate after a while, but they looked as cool as she thought they would.

The person she was going to meet is one of Gojo's old friends, he was going to replace him while he (Gojo) is gone. And apparently, Y/N already met them.

He opened the door to reveal the awaited individual, standing with his hands in his pockets and looking up at the ceiling. Y/N recognised him when he turned around, his name was something along the lines of Nanami. Which triggered a memory of her trap back at the hotel shooting him with a nerf gun right in his pride.

"This is Kento Nanami! Soon turned sorcerer." Satoru happily introduced his friend with his arm around his neck. Nanami, who was a little older, didn't seem to recognise Y/N, luckily since he seemed to be quite serious and intimidating.

Kento remarked, folding his arms. "Please don't call me that."

"Plenty of Jujustu Sorcerers are oddballs, but since Kento here used to work for a corporation, he's got a good head on his shoulders," Satoru explained as Nanami fixed his glasses. "Oh! He's a first-grade sorcerer too."

Kento stated. "I doubt anyone would appreciate an introduction like that."

It seemed like a common theme or even trend for sorcerers to wear some type of eye wear, especially higher grade ones like Gojo. Y/N wondered if her parents ever wore eye masks or glasses when doing their sorcerer duties.

"A company man?" Itadori says. "Why didn't you want to become a jujustu sorcerer from the start?"

"We should great each other first." Nanami ignored. He unfolded his arms and placed them on his sides, and bow down to his students. "Nice to meet Itadori and Y/N."

"Nice to meet you too." The young sorcerers greeted.

"I went to your school too." He declared. "And I learned one thing... Jujustu Sorcerers suck!" He claimed boldly.

"But.. aren't you..?" Y/N questioned. She knew the answer to that question, but she cut off by Nanami's explanation of why.

He later on worked at the normal company and learned something there as well, that having to work for a living sucks. He evaluated his choices and went for the one that he preferred better, which is the only reason why he came back.

Itadori whispered. "That's was dark.."

"Riiight?" Gojo agreed.

Y/N murmured to Satoru and Yuji "He's as weird as you, Gojo."

"I am less weird than the next person." Gojo, clearly offended, clarified.

Y/N declared plainly, "He is the next person."

"Now Y/N, Itadori." Nanami retreated to his natural intimating tone. "You both should understand that I am not at the same mindset as Gojo here. I do trust him and have great faith in his powers and abilities." That put a confident smile on his smug face.

"But I have no respect for him!" The younger sorcerer emphasised boldly.

The older sorcerer bellowed, "HUH!"

"Regardless. Let me get to the point." The blonde-haired sorcerer focused his attention back to the teenagers. "We have a case at a cinema nearby so prove yourselves useful while we're there."

"Let's do it." Itadori and Y/N say in unison, finishing it off with a high five and two both confident smiles.

***

The sorcerers journeyed up the damp stone stairs. Each step Y/N took she had to close her legs rather tightly because of the large rip by her left leg, rising to almost her hip. Even though she had a sex demon within, the girl still felt uncomfortable with showing off her body in case of random men wanting to take advantage of her. Because, men think they have the audacity.

Today, three male high schoolers were killed and distorted and disembodied into curse like figures. The only witness of the scene was a boy who went to the same school as them, the security cameras didn't record any suspicious activity during the incident. So there's a high chance it was a cursed spirit.

"Possibly, the witness could be the murder," Y/N suggested whilst positioning herself standing underneath Itadori's umbrella. She asked her supervisor. "If we can find him out then I can use Amai's charms to get the truth out of him."

"She can do that?" Yuji looked over at her.

"Did it with my dad, Dai." She replied, not realising a curse crawling secretively behind them.

Kento said. "True, there is a small chance that the suspect could be the killer. However, I or mostly Gojo wouldn't want you to waste your power on something like that."

The blonde sorcerer stopped himself to examine the same curse from before now laying down on a row of blue chairs. It mumbled something in its unrecognisable language, and stare its shining white orbs onto the three curse-users. Kento remained collected, Itadori gradually got ready to fight as for Y/N, she discerned a feeling deep inside the curse.

It was annoyingly unclear.

"No stop." Nanami blocked the pink-haired boy with his arm. "I'll handle this one, Itadori. Let's see if the two of you can handle those two over there."

Two more curse attracted to each other appeared behind the staircase, their long scratched fingers trailing the red metal rails. The pair disgustingly separated each other their pale off white skin clinging on to the littlest edges until breaking up from the intense impact of their pull.

"I decided that you're over your head, give a shot." Their mentor stated.

Yuuji moped. "Why do you think so little of me?"

"It's not about whether I'm underestimating you or not." Nanami unbuttoned his white blazer and reach for his yellow black-spotted tie to loosen it out. "I am the adult here and you two are still children. I must prioritise your lives over my own."

"I'd rather you underestimate me than treat me like a child. Everyone who's tried to protect or get close with me ends up dead." Y/N declared darkly, as she tied her h/c braids into a pony. The girl whistle to the closest curse monster and channelled her negative energy onto her ready fist. She smirked at the creature running at her like a horse.

"Let's not hope you're an exception."