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"Itadori Tōkan." It's not a question; more a statement. The source of the voice, a white-haired boy who seems to be about the same age as Tōkan, seems to have come from out of nowhere, he walked so quietly. He steps out into the light of the hospital reception where Tōkan was signing the last release forms for his grandfather's remains to be cremated. "I am called Fushiguro, from Jujutsu High. We need to speak. Now."
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hands_in_prayer
"...you moron. You stupid... idiotic... self-sacrificing... moron..."
black_flash
Itadori laughs, a bit, weakly, but that just makes some blood spurt from the hole in his chest. "I guess I always was one, wasn't I?"
raw_edge
"Yes. Such a moron," she agrees, and her voice breaks and she lets her tears fall. "I'm sorry..."
black_flash
"You don't have anything to apologise for. Just... live a long life, okay?"
And he falls.
raw_edge
Well then, now she has every reason to break down crying properly. In her heap of misery on the ground. Everything hurts, and everything is terrible, and her allies betrayed her, and she was dumb enough to fall for it, and Sukuna is the worst and her friend is dead.
hands_in_prayer
Fushiguro falls to his knees, too, and starts sobbing into one hand.
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