愛されし者||Beloved ~Jujutsu Kaisen||

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"It didn't cry when Itsuji birthed it, I don't think it'll cry now. It'll die too."

Oop, nope, Keeping my mouth shut. Also- THIS CAN'T POSSIBLY BE HAPPENING!!

I wanted to scream and shout, but according to my entourage, I would die, so all I could do was wiggle uncomfortably.

The Gojo's?! The Zen'in?! FICTIONAL FAMILIES?!

I felt like sobbing.

Please don't tell me I've reincarnated or some shit because this feels kinda familiar-

"Run." The male suddenly gasped.

"I'll buy you some time." The female said.

"Don't be a hero Yara-"

"If my sister's dead, I'd rather join her. Go."

The man sighed, but I could detect the worry.

"Be careful."

There was a harsh blur of sound before the wind drowned everything else out, and we seemed to be movig incredibly fast becasue the sound of qwaking became quieter and quieter slowly but surely.

For a while, the man ran in silence, but a phone ring suddenly sounded, and he picked it up.

"Kishigawa." He said answering it. "We lost quadrants one through five just getting them out of the mansion, and then I lost the Ops on the run. Then the sisters."

He was silent and I could barely hear the response.

"I fucking knew it." The male muttered. "Haruto must've sold us out-"

"Is that what you think?"

Ice traveled up my spine, and my heart seemed stop.

Whoever this man was, he was utterly terrifying, and the man carrying me knew it too, because he had frozen without moving as well.

"H-Haruto!" The man said, rustling, as though he'd taken a step back.

"You really think I'd sell out my own flesh and blood?" The man continued. "I'm offended."

There was a pause as something that sounded like a blade being drawn from a sheath became apparent.

"Of course . . . you are right." He said, and I could hear the vicious smile in his voice. "I did sell Rota to the Zen'in. But can you blame me?"

"Can I blame you for giving your family a death sentence?! Yes! I can!" The man holding me snapped.

"Tch." Haruto scoffed. "Rota. Always had to be in the spotlight. Always had to compete. Didn't it sicken you? Watching him grovel to get what he wanted and then stomp on the weak?"

"Sounds a little bit like you've got a little brother complex." Kishigawa spat.

"Oh please." Haruto laughed. "It's much more than a complex. It's an obsession!"

There was a loud boom and I was jostled harshly before solid ground was found, and pained labored breathing came from Kishigawa.

"I've delayed that Fushiguro you have as backup too." Haruto's voice came, this time, from farther away. "No one will hear you scream."

"Is that so?"

Hope filled me for Kishigawa's survival at the new male voice, which was almost teasing. It approached Kishigawa, but he didn't move away from them.

"Master Fushiguro." Kishigawa sighed.

Fushiguro? Which one?

"Lady Itsuji?" The new voice muttered.