ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ꜱᴍᴀʀᴛᴇʀ, ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ

Ch. 4 - "Death Ain't Nothin' but a Heartbeat Away."

Recap:
(F/N) is on the seventh take, getting used to the newly acquired telepathy between her and Genie. (F/N) tries to convince Fushiguro by telling him almost everything she's capable of, ultimately failing due to Fushiguro not trusting (F/N). Enraged, (F/N) starts ranting at Genie a little too loud, causing her mother to investigate the commotion. Her mother assumes that she is having relationship issues and tries to offer advice. The anger was soon replaced by embarrassment by the whole ordeal, however, both (F/N) and Genie gained insight on how to approach Fushiguro. On the eighth take, (F/N) only reveals that she has information on Gojo Satoru along with her ability to weaponize herself. She tries to persuade Fushiguro, saying she'll only reveal the information if he promises to let her accompany him during and beyond the mission. Finally, Fushiguro agrees.

Quote: Gangsta's Paradise by Coolio, L.V.
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I sweatdropped as I watch Fushiguro's wide ass shoulders shove a poor old guy to the side, making the guy drop his bowl. I wasn't paying mind to the call, seeing as I already knew what they'd talk about.

'I totally forgot that now I'm stuck working for a chaotic, evil, little shit. Wait, that's wrong. Big shit? Never mind.'

The old guy was going to protest, but stopped himself when Fushiguro crouched down and just stared at him.

'Either way, many people wouldn't consider Fushiguro a good person. I got too caught up earlier with him, he almost seemed like a normal guy. Nothing about him is normal. In fact, he might be as, if not more, strange than Gojo.'

Cue Fushiguro stepping on the food the old guy spilled while making his way to where we sat. Genie seemed to be asleep on the chair next to me, not waking up even with Fushiguro on call in front of us while smiling weirdly.

'He is definitely scum. Smiles like one too.'

I had my Wish Note faced away from Fushiguro, tempted to erase the zero cursed energy wish. 'I don't know for sure if I will automatically have energy here. If I do, then I'll have to rewrite it again later.' Lost in thought, I ended up spacing out. I watched Fushiguro eat, talk, and eye the TV with a blank stare while the eraser was next to the sentence.

I didn't realize until he caught my stare while he was holding up his food, caught between the chopsticks. He proceeded to shove the food in his mouth while looking at me, confused. I looked equally as confused, wanting to know why he's confused. A look of realization came to his face, causing me to become more confused. This didn't happen in the anime. Then again, I don't exist in the series either, so that's probably why his actions changed.

He tilted his head to the right, holding the phone between his shoulder and head. He beckoned me with a free hand while facing the chopsticks holding food with the other, towards me. I continued to stare, confused as I mouthed a "huh?" at him, tilting my head with my mouth left ajar.

'What in the Makima is happening right now? I feel like a dog. He probably thought I was hungry. Oh, that makes sense. Since I am now a temporary sentient weapon for him, there's no way he isn't obligated to do the bare minimu-'

"Hmphf-" I fucking choked, food being shoved into my mouth. The chopsticks left as quick as they went in, and I stared at him like he committed a crime while chewing. Soon enough, he forcefully ended the call, and I gulped the food down. As delicious as it was, I felt violated.

"The fuck was that for?"

He raised an eyebrow, "you weren't hungry?"

I furrowed my eyebrows, "I was spacing out."

"Oh. Well either way, can't have you starving. Let's go." He got up from his seat afterwards, throwing the chopsticks onto the empty paper dish, walking off slowly.