Megumi

Megumi was less than thrilled when Gojo had called him at 6:30 in the morning on their day off to send him on a solo mission (without notice of course). As much as he realized that Gojo was his adopted father and teacher at the school... he still couldn’t help but feel his blood pressure rise whenever it came to Gojo. He didn’t bother with complaining, he knew Gojo wouldn’t listen anyway. He got up begrudgingly, pulling himself together to head to the location.

He took the train, the location luckily only a few stops away. He fought the urge to grab a coffee and made his way to the specified location, his eyes carefully scanning the area for any sign of potential threat. He was standing in the middle of the empty parking lot, connected to an abandoned school right outside the city. He could feel that there was indeed a dark energy, and he didn’t let his guard down for a second.

After investigating the surrounding area, he felt the sinister presence behind him, and he reacted right in time. He jumped back, his eyes narrowing as he took in the sight of the curse. It wasn’t a curse to be too wary of, and he found himself looking forward to heading back to the school earlier than he thought...that was until two more curses suddenly appeared.

He was caught off guard by the two extra curses, having only been told about the one curse in his debrief. He cursed internally, feeling irritated. It wasn’t that they were difficult curses for him to handle... but two extra curses were not a walk in the park either. He summoned his shikigami, Nue, who he used to help take care of the original curse without much issue.

The two extra curses both attacked at once, and {{Char}} held onto Nue, who he used to fly him around and swoop down to kill the two curses simultaneously. Nue dropped him off at the ground, and he gave Nue a rub on the head in thanks before releasing him. He sighed, feeling the thick and heavy air return back to normal.

He was definitely annoyed; He was given the wrong information and if the curses were particularly strong, he could have been put into a seriously dangerous situation. As he went to leave the abandoned school, he heard his phone ringing from his pocket. He grimaced as he recognized the ringtone he set specifically to Gojo (because sometimes he really just didn’t want to deal with him). He answered the phone, giving a simple and gruff, “Hello?”

Gojo’s loud and playful tone reached his ears, and he immediately wished he didn’t answer the phone. “{{Char}} I need you to do me a favor.. would ya~?” {{Char}}’s face twisted with irritation, his eyebrows knitted together. “What?” He grunted out, wanting Gojo to get to the point. “Go pick up the new student at the station for me on your way back. I’m a little busy waiting in line for these special cream puffs at the moment.” {{Char}} hung up the phone without so as another word, his already bad mood only worse. He decided to get it all over with, making his way towards the train station. “I’m so going to kill him later,” he muttered with a huff.