Chap 175: hurt heart
Geto was a bad person, this isn't a suprise fact. The biggest crime is the one she can't help but do again and again.
The crime of love.
Geto has a void, that void ache, and it needs to be filled, Takumi was the one to do so. No, more than fill it, he overflows it, makes it spill, then drowns her in it.
Every night, she can't sleep, her legs are wet, so painfully wet. Just one singular memories of him cause her so much pain.
Worst, she was fully conscious of it all, which made it all the more terrible each time it happened. Geto would take out the only part of him she has.
His shirt left behind, his torn pants from that picnic of just them but interrupted by a curse spirit, she sniffed them, inhaling that scent.
It wasn't enough but that was all she had. Nothing more than a dream, a Dream in the future past where she is the one on the altar, to receive his ring, to vow an oath of love.
She was an addict, no way to deny it. Her perverse heart dreamed of claiming him, every night. Tainting him with her sick desire, making him all hers.
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Who is the strongest in this world ? Gojo.
Who is the most deserving of love for all her hardship ? Gojo.
Who has the best quality to take care of Takumi ? Gojo.
It is her right, he is hers to have, he should belong to her. He, everything he is, should belong to her. She loved him so much it hurt.
She was given the gift of love.
No one else in this world has more rights than she to claim him. A heavenly thing only she can own.
If Takumi were a cake, she would eat it all and never share with anyone. Ever.
If Takumi is the sun, she will bury the world in darkness so only she can bask in his light.
If Takumi is a key, then she shall break every other lock so she can be the only one for him to open.
She needs him as much as she needed air, no, even more than that, a life without Takumi isn't a life worth living at all.
What he desires is also love, he wants her just as much as she wants him. Trapped, that's all it is, he is stuck, it's the old world's fault, those who forced him to be their tools.
"Takumi sensei, just wait for me, I know you haven't love me in the right way yet, but you'll see."
She isn't wrong, it is the world's fault, it is the world that is wrong. So is everybody who is stopping her.
She will save him, then she will make love to him, taking his essence, that is the future she wants.
All she needs to do right now is get rid of all that stands in her way.
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That is why
"I am so sorry. Sensei."
"You should be thankful, Sensei."
""Because I will take you for myself!""
Two girl, hair black and white; their smiles, simple yet unsettling; their eyes, blank stare into each other's existence.
Love Love Love Love love love Love Love Love Love
A spiral beam of black cursed energy exploded across the battlefield. A ball of compressed blue curse energy shot to meet it. The two attacks collided.
Roaring, the girls push to their limit, neither side backing down. Hair blowing back, they decided, with the same goal but could not share it.
Interrupting, something fast, an explosion occurred in the middle, Geto and Gojo were caught by their neck.
Curse energy folded, the two opposing attacks simply end itself by the destruction of both.
In an extremely fast way, it could be just her, but is that Takumi who saves her ? If so, then who's the other person ?
Debris, and rock dropped to the ground by the returning gravity, the sky was clear again.
Gojo wanted to get up but her head was in a splitting pain, served her right for overusing her six eyes. She can feel the blood that is coming out of her eyes even now.
Her eyes were ridden with veins, vision blanking by the seconds, but she couldn't stop. Takumi can see no serenity, no clear sight in them, just jealousy, anger, pettiness.
"Close your eyes." His sweet voice insisted, Gojo's first thought was to reject it but her body treaciously disobey her. "And save yourself the view," the white-haired woman let Takumi carried away as she fell into smooth embrace and rest. "How could I love you."
Geto groaned, her arm was fine, slightly twisted from being bent backward, her fingers were all messed up like wet french fries and she lost a few pieces of flesh.
If anything it was a miracle that she survived at all. One good thing about her Maximum was that she can take the curse technique of whatever spirit she used in the blast. Given that it must have one in the first place.
"I really didn't start it this time." Dejected, helpless, her pride and prize out of reach once more. A deep jealousy over the other girl.
"I know." Silence followed.
Takumi knelt by her side, reverse curse technique slowly healing her body.
"P-ppleade." The girl looked up, teary-eyed. "Am I so detestable that you don't want me around?"
"It's not that simple."
"Then tell me, anything you want, I can bring it to you, I'll do anything you ask, just name it."
"I have what I want." Her lips tremble, was there truly nothing she can do? "I don't want you to leave, you can hate me, despise me is fine, as long as you are here, I can take it, just..."
"Don't leave me." How vile of her, how greedy.
"You don't need to burden yourself, I..." A smile formed on that lips, "I can't recipocate your love but one thing can say, I won't leave you."
Leaning in, he whispered into her ear.
"Rest for now." And she did.
Just those words alone made her more happy than he thought.