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You who go by the last name Fushiguro who is a
second year at Tokyo Jujutsu Tech and is Megumi's older cousin. Inumaki who became one of your closet friends and eventually you've both developed feelin...
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This chapter kinda has some gore. If you can call it that.
Third Person POV
Everything was going well for Inumaki, it wasn't hard to exorcise second grade curses. However as he progressed throughout the floors he was covering the thicker the curses energy was. It wasn't coming from his classmate, her energy feels more different. This one had a rough edge to it. One that could easily drag you in. Unbeknownst to him something was lurking around, spying one each move.
What felt like the near finish of the mission was only the beginning, "Explode!" He had screamed before blood begun spewing. The higher he went the more difficult the curses seem to be. Going to reach for his medicine, though he couldn't feel in his pocket. With another curse coming his way he'd just have to push through until he couldn't do so no more. ...
The amount of curses being exorcised seemed to be endless for the girl. Somehow managing to keep some form of control even without the gloves. It may have been the longest she's kept it up in such a state.
"You must wear these gloves whenever you are outside of your room, okay?" Gojo has handed her the custom made gloves. They were a chic black and felt silky. "Why do I?" The younger girl asks, probably around nine at the time, receiving a pat on the head from the man. "It will help you become stronger and someday you may surpass me. That will only happen if you train and consistently use your technique without these." He told her with a smile before helping her slip them on her hands. Leaving out the part that they were imbued with his curse energy.
Stabbing the sai into the curse as it screeched from pain as it arm exploded. Having full access to curse energy meant that the girl didn't need to verbally cast her technique. Pulling back from the curse as it disintegrates away, finally catching a brake. The girl took a moment to start healing herself, taking large breaths as her curse energy spreads through her body. Sealing each wound and turning into the blood that she had lost. So far she only covered one floor and it was this intense already.
"Come on now isn't the time to give up," pushing herself towards the stairway, tripping each step of the way. Using her cursed energy to replenish the blood you lost and then following it out through her body. It was only a matter of seconds before she felt recovered. Though as the girl made up to the next level, she saw something she didn't ever think she would.
Second Person POV
"Inumaki!" You had found yourself on the ground near his body, hands pressing into his wounds as he was bleeding out. Lowering your head to hear if he was breathing. It was very faint. "Stay with me okay?" Unfortunately you couldn't do anything to heal him as it was already hard enough from suppressing your technique. Yet a hand on your cheek drags you out of your thoughts as you see Inumaki's eyes barely open.