โ sorry, but didnโt you just call me kid .แฃ you might want to rephrase what you said yourself too. โใ ใfuyuko picks up her suitcase, no intention of waiting for a man to help her. heโs so insensitive.
[Now the moment she started demanding him to do things, he narrowed his eyes and he was silent for a good moment.]
You expect me to just do stuff for you when you ask like that? Didn't even say please or anything. Diabolical work.
[Sukuna Didn't even bother to take it yet, ++
โ i mean that you look tense. โใ ใshe hides her hands in the sleeves of her kimono, changing paths and heading now toward the other entrance of the temple.
Heโs just shy, and traumatised. Perhaps if they hadnโt met in the middle of the night while Shura was so wrapped up in his own past things would be going differently.
What she said surprised him, causing him to turn and face herโwhat do you mean?โ
โ kid .แฃ โใ ใher grimace is coated with annoyance and surprise. her suitcase is heavy and sheโs officially jobless. the templeโs owner fired her after his wife convinced him.
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[@THEPRIESTESS__]
[At this moment in time, it was nothing but Sukuna putting on a reign of terror even in modern times now. Meaning of course he probably hasn't found Uraume yet.
They were the closest being to him that he actually were fond of keeping around. However, ++
sometimes it happened that she had to find a new job with less than a day of warning.
she looks up, eyeing the ... man .แฃ curse .แฃ whatever, sheโs not sure how to classify sukuna. but she knows him.
ใ ใโคท ใ
rested and somehow focused.
the priestess doesnโt let go of the blanket, squeezing against the blanket.ใ ใโ hello. โใ ใa mere whisper exits her lips before she takes a seat at the counter.
aside from the usual nightmares, she sleeps well. at least that's what she feels with a pillow under her head and a blanket covering her. finally she can sleep without shivering the whole time.
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His smile fades as soon as her eyes are closed. Itโs no use keeping this facade up when no one is looking. And he knows no one is because one of his corpses is outside watching the entrance of their now shared apartment or whatever this is about to become.
might be dumb to trust someone else, someone she just met. but she doesnโt have much choice anyway. fuyuko can only curse kenjaku and hope he gets what he deserves. she canโt sleep more than five hours, but at least she feels
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โ sure, an awesome future awaits us. โใ ใthe priestess isnโt that positive, she simply wants to survive. after turning on one side, she gives him the back and closes her eyes.ใ ใโ wake me up when itโs my turn. โ
his answer confirms some of her guesses: this man is about to be trouble, but she has no choice than relying on him for the time being. fuyuko doesnโt expect him to trust her, nor to open up. she doesnโt want that either.
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โOh.โ He lets the silence stretch briefly. Rushed conversations arenโt of his liking. โIโm glad youโve been lucky so far, then.โ A subtle way to tell her heโs glad they met, even if itโs too soon to be showing any kind of affection.
โ you look like youโre going to war... โใ ใmust be a troubled kid if this is his reaction in the company of a mere priestess.ใ ใwell, his older brother warned her after all.
โI am.โ He responds, his shoulders still tense and his hands donโt move an inch. He was still nervous about her, since she was a stranger so he was going to be on edge for a little bit