【 toge inumaki x reader 】
╭─ 🖇️,, ⟶ .·. ⊹. ,
"𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐧."
You had everything you needed, but that all changed when your 17th birthday came and flipped your world upside down. With your ability to see cursed spir...
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While you, Kugisaki and Itadori listened to a brief explanation of how Fushiguro beat up the delinquents in middle school, you could only gape in surprise.
"Why do you keep talking so stiffly? Look at me!" Kugisaki yelled, frustration boiling inside her.
With eyes awkwardly glanced away, Fushiguro stayed silent. Suddenly, you noticed an old man loudly shout out,
"Hey, who are you? Students from other schools aren't allowed in here!"
The five of you turned around, watching as an old man in a cyan blue outfit briskly walk towards you all.
"And who the hell are you?!" Kugisaki demanded, Itadori leaning down to mutter to her,
"He's clearly a staff member."
You stepped forward and rested your hand on Kugisaki's shoulders.
"You're gonna scare him," You chuckled as the blonde lady walked to the staff member, holding out her card.
"We have permission to be here."
The staff member fixed his eyeglasses, squinting as he skimmed over the card she held. He furrowed his eyebrows, wrinkling his forehead.
"Oh, you're the ones? You're all young. You need to hang your pass around your neck."
Glancing upwards, you noticed his astonished face as he looked past her shoulders.
"Fushiguro?" He asked.
With a tint of rosy red in his cheeks, Fushiguro couldn't look him in the eye so his eyes darted towards another direction.
"Hello," Fushiguro mumbled.
"He remembers you!" Itadori and Kugisaki teased, the blonde lady following along,
"So this man has been here for a long time?"
Fushiguro only responded with a blunt statement how the man, Takeda, was a permanent staff member. She gave him a thumbs up, eyes glinting of enthusiasm,
"Then I'll leave the rest to you!"
You sighed. She's ditching her work...
Gazing up at the cloudy sky, you heard Takeda mutter out the four names of the victims you were to investigate. Even though it had nearly been twenty years since their graduation, he stated how shocked he had been at their passing.
"I remember it as if it was yesterday," Takeda sighed, smiling softly,
"They were problematic children in their own right, though not as bad as you. What do you want to know?"
You snorted, glancing towards Fushiguro. He raised his hand, listing any possible cause related to the curse,
"Strange rumors, dark rumors, connections to bad adults-"
