Mm..
/all/ men come apart at the seams for a good woman.
( long nails trace his obliques, a sly smile tugging at Mei's painted lips.)
and *some even get wrapped up with the *bad ones. ♡
Beyond a bounty, there's a warrant for your death sentence.
But I'll leave such issues to Satoru...
If it were up to me, I'd rather we gain some sort of mutually beneficial relationship, my dear underclassman.
Don't you think that would be nice..?
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ㅤㅤ ℐ am being quite a bad boy ☺️ * .. is there a bount on my head .ᐣ do ℐ owe your precious visit to that .ᐣ
ㅤㅤyou are flattering me ˒ dearest ~ &. you are a woman one can burn down cities for .
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once, was one time too many.
You belong here, you know that?
You belong at my side.
( smiling down-
not that she's ever considered him her 'equal'.
Mei's simply the possessive type. When he gets along too well with others, she must nip it in the bud.)
Mm, you know just what to say.
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When I think about you leaving the jujutsu world behind, trying to pursue a normal life...
my stomach turns in knots.
( the heel of her boot grinds in just a bit further.)
that's precisely what I'm speaking of-
You're getting into trouble at a rather *alarming rate, dear.
... quite the opposite. A man like you is priceless.