◤ the soldier's arrival ◢

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"A ravishing young girl and her little sister sit at the airport, waiting. The important one's name? Junko Enoshima." I heard Junko say from up high on the stack of suitcases. I pretended not to hear her.

But I could feel her smirk.

"Just then, a familiar face, yes, the other of the despair sisters, the smelly one..." I knew who she was talking about. I lifted my head in excitement and saw her stepping closer. I saw her plain black suitcase rolling behind her.

"Mu-"

"MUKURO!" I jumped up and ran up to her, wrapping my arms around her in a hug. She didn't stumble, she just got very defensive for a moment before realizing.

"Ah, [Name]..." A tiny smile was put on her face as she walked forward to see Junko sitting on top. Still writing, and finally finishing her statement.

"Mukuro Ikusaba." Her voice was serious again.

"Hey Junko. I'm grateful you two came to meet me and all, but... what are you doing?" Mukuro asked, her arm still around my shoulders like a defensive big sister.

"Duh! I'm doing the narration!"

"Oh. Okay. Cool." Mukuro nodded, and Junko continued to write.

"And so the event, which would later bone the whole world, the Biggest, Most Atrocious Despair inducing incident in human history, was finally set into motion that afternoon. Nobody realized it just yet, but they would soon enough." Junko's voice turned serious once more, her smile disappeared when she finished. She glanced at me and Mukuro.

"Oh Junko..." Mukuro had a bit of blush on her face, but me?

I wasn't part of the plan.

I was scared.

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