So Junpei Has Access To Mahito/Yahito's Technique? This Brings Out So Many Possibilities...

so Junpei has access to Mahito/Yahito's technique? This brings out so many possibilities...

𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕙… 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕤𝕠 𝕞𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤. 𝕀'𝕞 𝕘𝕝𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝔸𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕙𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕤𝕦𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕖𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕤, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖…

You won't end up like Mahito! There's no chance this would happen!

𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝔸𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕙𝕒, 𝕚𝕗 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕞-

You won't!

𝕎-𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕗 𝕀 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕐𝕒𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕦-

YOU WON'T!

𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥- 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕒 𝕔𝕦-

YOU WON'T!

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Miss Atsuha (mind if i call you that?), have you and your boyfriend ever argued? You don't need to answer if it's a private thing, but to have such an agreement as the one you stated, I can't help but to feel some tension happened between you two...

Huh, quite an elaborate ask.

𝔸 𝕓𝕚𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕪 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕜 𝕞𝕖. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟, 𝕚𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕣.

Well, there IS a story though. Get comfy.

During the first months Kiyo-kun and I dated, Junpei and I took a mission, and the curse we faced... ended up being a grade higher than expected.

I'm glad we both made it out, but I'm not really proud of what happened next.

A few days later, Kiyo-kun and I went on a date. He was visibly concerned about me, but I assured him multiple times I was okay.

I THOUGHT I was okay afterwards, I didn't felt tense, worried or anything. Just had some minor injuries on my left arm. Then again, I'm not THAT reliable when it comes to seeing how deep things cut me. And I guess he thought I was mostly ignoring how dangerous most situations were, as if underestimating jujutsu sorcery as a job.

The straw that broke the camel's back... the moment that nagging weight finally came down on me... on us...

We were walking back to his car, and he talked about other roles in jujutsu society, like windows.

Somehow I assumed he was telling me to quit. I felt outraged, sad, and somehow our voices kept getting louder until he grabbed my injured arm and we stopped; I fell on my back and he just stared at me.

Though... not with anger. Among my own tears, I guess I saw how scared he looked. But at that moment, all that weight and sadness was just too much and before he could say anything, I was running away, and when far enough, I called Suki and left on my own to Jujutsu High.

He knew I was going back there, and followed me even way behind. Junpei even told me Kiyo-kun was nearly breathless when he arrived, as if he ran all the way.

I was crying so much in the Hidden Room, clutching myself right in front of the closed door. Then, as the loud sobbing stops, I hear footsteps.

"You don't have to open the door. But I do want to talk." His voice, on the other side, and some breathing before that. He asked if I wanted him to go away; I couldn't say it properly, but the answer was no, of course I wanted him there.

I felt awful about what happened. Gladly there weren't people watching or anything, but still... I feared that so much. That we'd fight sometime... and that was it. It was over.

I'm glad he didn't left after all. He sat in front of the door, on the stairs, and talked more. I don't remember some stuff, but he did say 'we were alike in a way' and asked me 'if I felt it was fair to carry so much on my own'. When I finally calmed down, he was still talking. and when I finally opened the door... he stood up, looking down, and hugged me. Crying.

He was crying, saying he wanted to do the same for me; he wanted to care for me just as much as I did for him, and that he'd never want me to give up on something I worked so hard to achieve. I never saw him cry like that; maybe tear up a bit now and then, but that was something new. A side of him that I never saw... but that I felt happy to meet.

Though I still struggle to find my words... I did manage to say 'I would not give up on anything, on anyone, on him.'

Last thing I knew, we were kissing... and we-

𝕆𝕜𝕒𝕪, 𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙.

Yeah, I guess. It was a long story... and also you might already guess what happened next.

𝕋𝕠𝕠 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖.

Sorry, Junpei. You know this is inevitable with mind bonding. I'll make more paper shikigamis.

ℕ𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕… 𝕘𝕠 𝕠𝕟. 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤.

Hmph. Anyway, after that, we talked about it, and despite me seeing it as a fight, he said it was more like a miscommunication. I was relieved that it wasn't the end of it all; since then, we've worked on communicating more openly, trying to understand each other better. And I'm glad to say, things have been a lot better since then.

𝕀 𝕒𝕕𝕞𝕚𝕥 𝕀 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞. 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕁𝕦𝕛𝕦𝕥𝕤𝕦 ℍ𝕚𝕘𝕙 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔸𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕙𝕒, 𝕘𝕝𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕞, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕡𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞'𝕤 𝕕𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟…

And in the end, the next day, you merely flicked his forehead, while he expected worse.

𝔼𝕙𝕖𝕙.

ℍ𝕦𝕙. 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕛𝕦𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕡𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕠𝕡𝕙𝕪, 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕚𝕥?

Wedge is severely underrated.

Wedge: Here’s the truth: I kill the enemy so someone, somewhere - probably someone I’ve never met and never will meet - will be happy.

Cheriss: That doesn’t make sense.

Wedge: Yes, it does. I told you how I lost my parents. Nothing I ever do can make up for that loss. But if I put myself in the way of people just as bad as the ones who killed my family, if I burn them down, then someone else they would have hurt gets to stay happy. That’s the only honorable thing about my profession. It’s not the killing. It’s making the galaxy a little better.

If you want to ask me, you can ask me.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIYO-KUN!

It's April 20th now~

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕙𝕦𝕙?

fairness complex?

In short, my family always told me to be fair with others. You borrow a milk carton from someone, you buy them one afterwards. You borrow a book or a DVD, you let them borrow something as well. They pay something for you, you pay them back the next time.

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕪, 𝕀 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤. ℕ𝕠 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕤𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕪…

Yeah, even if anyone say I don't need to pay them back or give them back anything, I still feel sort of a... 'duty' to do so. It's sort of engraved in my being now.