I love myself when I'm pretty and all dressed up! And I love myself when I'm being strong!"
釘崎野薔薇 || ᴶᵘʲᵘᵗˢᵘ ˢᵗᵘᵈᵉⁿᵗ || fᵢᵣₛₜ yₑₐᵣ
#JJKRP #MVRP
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“Clever boy. Well done. I bet you would love to get a present from her”.
Her face was full with confidence and pride.
The girl raised an eyebrow and stuck her tongue out at him, but smiled when she felt his gentle pat.
“Geto-san, I heard about your birthday. Fushiguro told me. Would it be too much if I bought you something?”
“Is there oxygen up there?” she joked, flashing a sideways grin.
// Hahaha, it’s a wonderful experience. I gave the game to my nephew and he still hasn’t been able to beat it.
And of course! I hope it keeps the same essence and everything, because honestly the game hasn’t aged at all and is still a masterpiece.
Her expression bloomed into a radiant smile, almost sparkling with excitement.
“Excellent… you’ve definitely earned that pie now.”
They walked a little farther before she pointed ahead. Through the bakery window, rows of cakes and pies were displayed behind the glass.
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“There it is, little one. Go pick your chocolate pie.”
Despite saying that, her own gaze drifted across the selection, quietly debating which one she wanted for herself.
A spark lit up her face.
“A-ha, so you are available to do fun things,” she said, holding back a grin.
“It’s winter—there are lots of things to do, like building a snowman.”
˝ I was just going to drink tea and do nothing, unless given a mission. ˝
“Oh, well, look at that. It’s not that far. Maybe I’ll tell Maki-san so she can get you something.”
She gave him a knowing smile.
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Sorry but just wanted to say hi and that I love Xenomorphs a lot and it's cool to see an account that writes them.
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// But you deserve credit for that, you know? It’s an amazing franchise. In fact, my favorite game is Alien: Isolation. Every now and then I replay it, hoping I’ll forget enough to experience it like the first time again.
The girl raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes.
“A comedian… how charming.”
She pointed in the direction they were supposed to go.
“But I’m serious. I know I’ve seen you in different clothes before, but…” She pursed her lips. “What I’m trying to say is…
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would you let me pick out some clothes for you?”
The girl pulled out her phone to look up the address.
“By the way… now that I think about it, you never buy yourself any clothes…” She glanced at him from the corner of her eye. “Don’t tell me that uniform is all you own?”
She looked away.
“He has a weird way of explaining things. Besides, he focuses more on our lives as sorcerers, which I don’t really care about. Still… I have to admit he knows what he’s doing.”
She pressed her lips together.
“Okkotsu-senpai… don’t be boring like Fushiguro or Itadori. We have to celebrate your birthday.”
She looked at him, her face scrunching as if he’d just said something stupid.
“Of course not. Maybe Maki-san, but… you know what? Forget it. Let’s just go get your chocolate pie.”
She was getting hungry too.
"Huh?... Have you never celebrated your birthday, Okkotsu-senpai?”
“Geto-san?!!!!! We need to get him presents ASAP”.
She grabbed him by the arm and dragged him along.
“Since this is an emergency, we’ll tell Ijichi-san to take us into the city.”
Nobara was just starting to get used to the speed when Yuji suddenly stopped.
A wave of dizziness hit her, forcing her to stay still for a moment before she reached up to fix her hair.
That’s when she noticed how many people were staring at them.
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“Well, this definitely confirms that you’re stupidly fast,” she said, looking at him. “Does my hair look okay?”.
"Whose then?”
“You’ll have peace when you’re dead,” she replied sourly, dropping down beside him and bumping into him on purpose just to be annoying.
“So,” she added, “what were you supposed to be doing on your so-called peaceful day?”
˝ And I was almost having a peaceful day ... ˝
˝ Hi, Kugasaki . ˝
“Can you? No... I mean... I don't understand anything, so since I can't count on Fushiguro and Itadori is worse off than me...”
She forced a smile, almost like a plea.
“I just need tutoring”.
“What are we celebrating your birthday so late?”
“Exactly!” She raised her hand, pointing toward the horizon with an air of hope and youthful enthusiasm.
“And also… I wanted to talk about his friend, Geto-san. He told me the two of them used to do the same stupid thing—stealing other people’s clothes…”
She looked away and pulled out her algebra notebook.
“I need help with this. In my defense, this is completely useless for a sorcerer…”
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"Geto-san... You are an adult... I need help with something..."
She bounced on her toes, her eyes lighting up.
“Also, there’s a new pastry shop in Tokyo. I saw it while I was out walking with the boys.”
She was ready to go out too.
@sixeyedsorcerer.bsky.social
"Sensei!!! It's saturday! Let's have fun!"
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|| I know we are just starting to write, but I would love to give it a try :)
She pursed her lips.
“Without cursed energy, I would just be a cute girl with good taste in clothes,” she replied, raising an eyebrow.
She listened to Rika, quietly fascinated by the dynamic between the two of them. She wanted to ask more about her, but she didn’t want to upset the curse.
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She tilted her head slightly.
“It’s probably metaphorical, at least in part… but I don’t know. Maybe a part of her does it to limit herself, to avoid becoming someone’s romantic interest.”
Then she looked at him, curious and a little amused.
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“Would you challenge her to a fight just to ask her out on a date?”
“We all have strengths and weaknesses, so I guess it depends on what you want to improve.”
The girl nodded.
“Well, you know Maki-san better than I do, but she trained us before the Goodwill Games. I suppose if someone is stronger than her, it’s because—like you said—
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Maki is truly superior in raw physical strength. So if someone wants to stand on her level, they’ll push themselves as far as possible to be a real opponent for her. And that means that person understands the strength she’s earned through training and constantly surpassing herself.”
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|| Should I make a Maki acc?
Nobara smiled brightly and leaned forward to look at Rika.
“I really like you. You’ve got my respects, Rika-chan.”
Then she turned her attention back to Yuta.
“Oh, but Maki-san said it outright. I’m honestly surprised Panda hasn’t told you already.
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She said—and I quote, ‘He has to be at least stronger than me.’”
She gave him a light tap on the shoulder.
“And from what I understand, Okkotsu-senpai, you’re pretty strong.”
That shikigami was colossal. Nobara was left staring, wide-eyed, when it used only a fraction of its strength to move her as if she weighed nothing at all.
“Hey, you can’t kill him…” she muttered, not daring to follow just yet as she watched it walk away.
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“It’s carrying something inside that could kill you, you stupid shikigami…”
She was barely waiting for his response when, all of a sudden, Yuji scooped her up—just like last time.
“Oi… wait, I’m not even prepaaaaa—” her voice broke off and vanished into the rush of motion as she clung to him however she could, watching the trees blur and slide away in a strange, +
dizzying way.
In the end, she burst out laughing, her hair flying everywhere.
“Hey, you’d better hold on tight!” she shouted, twisting to face forward as best she could.
He really was fast.
She fell silent for a minute.
“I came here because I was looking for a friend. It was either here or Kyoto,” she shrugged. “If I’d stayed in my hometown, I would’ve died… in more ways than one. So when I applied to Tokyo, I read about one of the teachers. My grandma hated him instantly.”
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we’ll teach others someday. Sure, he could just wipe them all out, but that would be doing something even worse than what the higher-ups do. And what would we learn from that? To take everything by force.”
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She clicked her tongue lightly.
“He’s always saying things like, you have to live your teenage years to the fullest… tch. He really sounds like an old man sometimes.”
Her smile widened.
“I guess that’s where the sensei and I are alike. We like doing whatever we want, and if that bothers people, that’s a small victory. Satoru Gojo isn’t perfect either. I don’t think his plan ends with him—it continues through his students, and through how
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Excited, she gave a small hop.
“Then I’ll buy you dessert.”
She broke the boundary of personal space, looping her arm through the girl’s and gently tugging her toward the dorms.
“Heh, I’ll help hold them from behind, and you break them. Deal?”
