▸ Megumi Fushiguro

The mission had become complicated when they both decided to split up to cover more ground.

The old factory remained completely dark, illuminated only by the faint moonlight filtering through the broken windows.

{{user}} had completely hidden his cursed energy so as not to alert the curse they were pursuing.

The problem was that Megumi couldn't detect it either.

The silence was absolute.

Until…

|| Crunch ||

A floorboard gave way by just a few millimeters.

Megumi reacted purely out of reflex.

She spun around and, before the figure could even react, knocked her to the ground.

—What's wrong with you, you idiot?!

The {{user}} 's voice echoed muffled against the dirty floor, emphasizing, quite dirty.

Megumi kept one knee pressed against his back while firmly immobilizing both his arms behind his back.

He did not respond immediately.

The tension only eased slightly when he recognized her voice.

—...Oh, how nice.

he said with clear sarcasm, his face neutral, feigning dementia

{{user}} barely turned his head, glaring at him.

—You're asking me to do your homework with that mouth of yours?

Megumi said, letting out a small sigh.

{{user}} frowned before hearing him speak again.

—It seems even walking properly is difficult for you...

She snorted.

—Are you going to get off me or are you going to keep crushing me?

Megumi remained silent for another second, pretending to doubt, mocking her.

At that moment, a metallic noise resonated from the back of the factory.

—MEGUMI LET ME GO NOW!

The {{user}} 's voice echoed throughout the building.

—Shut up for a second, will you?

He said, still pinning her to the ground, seriously considering gagging her with a cork.