Chapter Twenty

"What's up with you?"

I asked bluntly, leaning against the railing of the balcony in my dorm room, looking inside at Akira who got comfortable on my bed, arms spreadand looking up at the ceiling.

"What do you mean?"

I inhaled the smoke from my cigarette, eyeing the, somehow, calm psycopath with a raised eyebrow.

"You're too... Chill right now."

I exhaled the smoke as I spoke, and got a thoughtful hum in return. I sighed, rubbing my forehead with my thumb.

"It's a girl, isn't it."

There was silance for a moment before he nodded and I snorted. Who would have thought.

"Oh, shut up, you asshole, Gojo told me you and Shoko went on a date!"

I chuckled taking another puff of the cigarette and supporting my body with my elbow on the railing.

"Let me guess, the only reason the mission took so long was because you wanted to spend time with her."

He huffed in annoyance, making my amusement grow.

"We had to find the Curse..."

I grinned, tilting my head to the side. Taking out a silver cylinder from my pocket, I pulled at one end, revealing a hallow compartment, and put out the cigarette.

"Sure, you did."

Walking inside the room, I sat down on the bed, looking down at him for a moment. I knew what he was going to offer soon, and I just had to wait...

"So, what Tattoo did you want?"

I blinked. Right, I completely forgot about that, damn.

"Oh, that..."

I muttered, standing up and walking over to a desk, pulling out a drawer and taking out a paper. Handing it to him, he looked it over for a moment, before looking up at me with a smirk.

"You crafty little shit... Alright-"

He stood up stretching his arms above his head.

"Strip."

I deadpanned at the dumbass. Did he have to make it sound so gay? Rolling my eyes, I took off my hoodie, leaving myself in a tank top.

He grinned and raised a hand, blue cursed energy surrounding his hand for a moment before he made contact with my shoulder.

... Ow.

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"You got a Tattoo?"

Shoko asked and I just shrugged as I took off my zip-up hoodie, folding it and putting it on the bench.

"A little something from Akira."

She hummed in thought, looking at it for a moment.

"It looks nice."

I smiled, stretching my arms above my head, and stretching out the compression shirt a little with the movement.

"Thanks."

I turned to the field, walking forward to join Geto, Gojo, and Akira waiting.

"This is going to end in a disaster, you know this, right?"

I nodded. This would be disastrous, but it would also be fun.

I grinned, walking up and standing next to Akira. I was ready to put the Tattoo to good use here, hopefully.

"You ready to throw hands?"

I asked, getting a chuckle from Akira as he worked his shoulder and got into his stance.

"I'll take Gojo, you take Geto."

I nodded, narrowing my eyes at Geto as Cursed energy flared around my body, reinforcing it to the limits.

"You two ready?"

Gojo smirked, taking off his glasses, and getting them to float with his Cursed technique.

"Are you?"

Akira returned as I remained silent, contemplating what Geto would throw at me. Knowing him, it could be anything.

"Just start already."

Geto sighed and I dashed forward in a burst of speed, my mind hyperfocusing on him. My fist barreled forward, aiming for his chest and meeting scales.

My eyes narrowed as my cursed technique flared in response to the threat, throwing me into the air with two pillars of ice from the soles of my feet, only for the structures to be destroyed by a bite from the Chinese dragon lookalike.

My cursed energy latched onto the water from the atmosphere, creating a platform of water that froze in an instant and I pushed myself off of it, breaking it in the process.

The rainbow dragon lunged at me. I extended a hand, pressing it to its snout and redirecting my trajectory to dodge it, only to be met with flames.

My eyes widened as my view was obstructed. The air molecules moved to my will, creating a vacuum and the fire fizzled out only for them to fill the space again as I passed, allowing me to breathe.

The curse that breathed fire at me wasn't fully visible, just the head that was coming out of the swirling darkness created with Geto's cursed technique.

It's eight eyes stared at me as Geto stood next to it, smirking at me, only for it to disappear as soon as he saw that I was unscratched.

 The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end and I created a sphere of ice around me just in time for the rainbow dragon to bite down on it.

My feet landed on the inside of the ice sphere and I threw my hands out, spikes extending from the structure and piercing the mouth of the Curse.

It roared in Pain and I took the chance to break the sphere apart as the shards formed into a javelin that I sent flying at the eight-eyed Curse that was about to exit what I assumed to be a portal.

Landing on the ground, I ignored the dragon behind me, hearing the sound of chains and a choked roar.

My cursed technique flared again as the ground below me froze over and I dashed forward again. Geto clapped his hands together and parted them, revealing a squid-like cursed spirit, intending to block the punch.

I redirected the punch, my fist opening and pressing to the ground as my legs left the ground, the momentum bringing me up into a flip.

I landed on Geto's shoulders, unbalancing him.

Before I could do anything, I felt a pull and I was barreled back, heading toward where Gojo and Akira were fighting.

This was going to take a while.