Utahime sat alone, listening to the chirping crickets with tea to warm her hands. She had just finished the reports of her earlier exorcism, now wanting nothing more than to enjoy the few moments of freedom she had.
♡ 𝙐𝙩𝙖𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄𝙤𝙧𝙞 ♡
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I'm not weak, Gojo Satoru. [Mun is 18+]
“Miss you? Did you hit your head or something Gojō? Because I'm far from ever missing you. ” She scoffed at the idea, finding it quite absurd that she would 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨 him of all people. If that was the case, surely the world would have ended. God, that stupid face of his... So much she could do, so (+)
… Being consumed by boredom, is what caused the idea of being unbearable to spawn with an animated twinkle. Gojō’s subtle laughter fell forth, proudly facing her maintenance of an incontestable scowl as if it were her cursed technique’s ability …
It's like nails on a chalkboard. It's getting irritating! 💢 “ What do you want Gojo? ”
… “ 𝙐𝙩𝙖𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙚𝙚𝙚𝙚. ”
<— Wonders how Shoko is doing in Tokyo. She doesn't deserve to be surrounded by idiots.
Another day without the blue-eyed idiot from Tokyo and his students bothering her. Perhaps she can finally sleep peacefully now.
Hey dummy, look over here. Look at what I found behind some dumpsters, he looks just like you!
It's quiet. . . Wait, it's quiet?! Where's that idiot?!