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Smite: Characters to Play Test Artemis (Snuggly, Kitty Cafe) Bellona (Defiant, Anarchist, Iron Maid Izanami (Apricot, Plague-bearer, Dreadful Doll, Twisted Joke, Rogue Android, Rogue Cyborg) Neith (Baroness, Harajuku) Nemesis (Sweet Justice) Yemoja (Toxic Current, Coral Coast, Void Sorceress)

Character Wishlist Athena (Wise Hare) Bastet (Kawaii Pop, Honey Bunny) Cliodhna (Deadly Doll) Cthulhu (CthUwU) Discordia (Rebellious, Lady of the Sea, Pumpkin Spice, Bad Apple) Hel (Expelled, Pop Punk) Maman Brigitte (Spiced Elixir, Biting Countess) Medusa (Vampetrify, Gummy Worm, Sea Maiden) Nox (Mystical Manipulator, BunBun, Queen Bee, Bloody Moon, Witch of the Mire) Pele (Pink Lotus, Dragon's Dagger) Persephone (Ironmouse, Oblivion Ruler) Serqet (Kitty Kaboom, Ebonsoul) Sol (Sweet Tooth, Cherry Bomb, The Magnificent, Searing Seductress, Soulless Machine, Sea Nymph, Calamity Cat) The Morrigan (Twisted Metal)

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Gojo Sensei & Hokkaido (Part 3)

Pairing: Satoru Gojo X OC

Warning: Age-gap romance (no smut), long post, JJK manga spoiler.

Genre: Romance, fluff, angst.

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen. 

A/N: I know this is an xOC fic but you can read it as a self-insert if you like. And this is a small snippet of my JJK fanfic ‘Lovely & Deadly’ posted on Quotev and Wattpad.

Part 1 - The Warmth Of A Cruel Beauty

Part 2 - His Rival

Nana's POV (A day in Hokkaido)

It was just after the maid cafe incident that I was appointed to go on a mission in Hokkaido all on my own. Usually, they would send us 1st years to the missions as a group, but this time around it was different. It was only me and no one else. 

Or that was what I thought it would be. 

"Nana-chan~, let’s do a Hokkaido quiz!" Gojo sensei's cute yet obnoxious voice spoke from beside me as we both walked down the busy street of Hokkaido.

"Do that alone please." I stated in a bored-monotone voice, my eyebrows twitched in annoyance. 

Why was he here again? Wasn't this supposed to be my solo mission? Not to mention my very first solo mission?!

Last night, I arrived at Hokkaido from Tokyo with peace in my mind that I would be completing this solo mission diligently all by myself, without any disruption. I didn't know what happened but the first thing I came face to face with after waking up this morning and walking out of my hotel room was this 28-year-old eccentric sensei of mine named Satoru Gojo.  

"Okay! First question! What is the famous confectionery of my favorite Hokkaido sweet, Sanpo Roku?" he asked. 

"This isn’t a quiz." I deadpanned at him. 

"Then let’s do a baked potato with butter game!" he sang out in his usual cheery, loud tone which contrasted with my quiet, bored tone. "The person who loves baked potato with butter the most wins… and I won!! I’m the second man in Japan who loves baked potato with butter!" 

"Who’s the first?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"Matsuyama Chiharu (Japanese folk singer and songwriter)..." he replied, now in a serious deep tone. 

"You lie more than you breathe, don't you?" I grumbled out, narrowing my eyes at him. 

"It reduces carbon dioxide…" sensei grinned at me innocently, looking all amused at the same time. "It will completely solve global warming!" 

To me, Gojo sensei's obsession with global warming was such a random but hilarious character trait though, to be honest.

"The carbon dioxide from my sighs makes it even..." I responded back before letting out a heavy sigh as we stopped walking for a moment, halting in our spots and I turned to look over at him, my arms crossing over my chest. "I came all the way to Hokkaido for a solo mission. What's sad is that my idiotic sensei has followed me all the way." 

"It’s fine! This is like a reality TV show." he tried to cheer me up. 

"Where in the world does a boring reality show like this exists?" I scoffed, but sensei ignored me and pulled out his map. 

"The townscape of Sapporo is near the fountain." he pointed out in a thoughtful voice. "Although this map doesn’t cover everything. It’s easy to set up a route to tour around the spots."

"What even is that map?" I asked skeptically.   

"Oi, oi, Nana-chan, oi, oi, oi, oiiii~" sensei started to wave his map in front of my face. 

"That’s very annoying!" I snapped, swatting his hands away. 

"Get ahold of yourself, Nana-chan! What other map is there other than Satoru Gojo’s sweet map?" he asked and I scoffed at him again. 

"As I said, please do that alone..." I replied. 

"It’s not worth trying to be sensei-like around you, huh?" he questioned, letting out a disheartened heavy sigh. 

"Unlike my friends, I respect you, sensei, but even so... The way you act and behave, sometimes I feel like you're not worthy of getting a sensei-like respect." I pointed out, causing him to pout at me like a child. "Why did you even come anyway? This case doesn't require two sorcerers. Not to mention-"

"Not to mention..." he cut me off, now going back to his serious mode as he shoved his hands into his pockets. "It's not something the strongest jujutsu sorcerer, Satoru Gojo to take this case, right? I probably don't have to worry about you. Although this is a solo investigation, they appointed you because you can diligently finish the job."

"Then why did you come along?" I repeated my previous question. 

"To turn this case from 'probably nothing to worry about' into a case that 'there's absolutely nothing to worry about'. This is a case for first-grade jujutsu sorcerers, right? It could involve an evil curse user or I heard it’s something along those lines…" he stated. 

"You’re saying that it could involve a first-grade or special-grade curse user?" I asked. 

"Hypothetically speaking." he shrugged.

"You’re not the type of person to go out with a vague possibility, aren’t you?" I asked. 

"For right now, let's keep it at that, okay? Maybe I wanted to come here for a vacation..." he added with a grin before we started to walk again.

"The fact that you say that means it’s not likely the case." I sighed again.

"But why did you choose to go on to this solo mission, Nana-chan?" he asked me in a concerned tone. "You're a second-grade sorcerer and this is a first-grade mission. This isn't for you." 

"I'm trying to level up myself and get stronger." I replied in a determined tone and this caused sensei to give me an amused look. 

"Desperate much?" he smirked at me playfully before his gaze trailed over to somewhere else. "Ah, Nana-chan, look over there. There!"

"Please listen to me. Although there’s no point in telling you…" I sighed at his hyper-activeness and followed the line of his sight where I noticed a food stand on the side of the road. "Baked potato with butter…"

"Now that I think about it, baked potato with butter booth sounds pretty intense." sensei muttered out in a thoughtful tone. "They bake the potato, put butter on top, and then sell it. Making that at home isn't too hard!"

"They're similar to stone-baked sweet potatoes..." I added as we started to walk towards the food stand. 

"It is similar, now that you mention it. As expected from Nana-chan. You have a good eye." he stated, giving me a thumbs up. 

"Yes, unlike you." I responded back and hearing this, sensei pouted at me. 

"You're so mean, Nana-chan!" he cried out in a whiny tone but I rolled my eyes at him, ignoring him completely. "By the way, Nana-chan, what is the 'jyaga' in 'jyagaimo' (potato)?"

"There’s a theory that it was imported from Jakarta's port to Japan." I replied. 

"How did you answer so quickly? Scary!" he gasped out in surprise and I gave him a weird look. 

"How come you don't know that, the second man in Japan who loves baked potato with butter?" I deadpanned at him as we stood in front of the food stand. 

"I’m only second place after all…" sensei chuckled out before looking over to the food vendor. "Captain! One baked potato with butter, please!"

"You're gonna eat one?" I asked in confusion. 

"Of course! I'm the second man after all." he grinned at me. 

"We came here to work, though." I sighed, slightly shaking my head at his childishness. 

"Then you don't have to eat one." he replied as he deadpanned at me, pursing his lips. "I’m gonna enjoy Hokkaido alone!" 

But somehow after seeing Gojo sensei buying this delicious baked potato with butter, I ended up buying one for myself as well. It was just that I couldn't help myself. It smelled and looked so mouth-watering.

"You're eating one after all…" sensei pointed out, looking over at me from the corner of his eyes. 

"I was going to eat one..." I muttered out shyly, taking a small bite from my food. 

Gojo sensei let out a chuckle upon hearing my response before taking a big bite of his baked potato. 

"Hm~" he hummed out in satisfaction, his lips curling up into a huge grin. "Yummy! It's steaming hot! Really steaming hot!" 

"It won’t be like this if you make one at home." I stated with a small smile. 

"I was underestimating this baked potato with butter!" he added, finally coming to a realization. 

"This makes me want to drink beer…" I sighed out, causing sensei to look at me with wide eyes in shock. "As I thought, we should have eaten this after work." 

"Beer?!" he roared out in horror and I looked up at him with furrowed eyebrows. "What do you mean beer, Nana-chan?! When did you start drinking?!" 

"Not so long ago..." I replied nonchalantly with a shrug. 

"Who taught you?!" he questioned again. 

"Who could it be?" I asked back and sensei frowned at me. 

"Shoko..." he muttered out upon realization before giving me a stern look through his dark blindfold. "Nana-chan, you're still underaged. You shouldn't be drinking now. Also, alcohol is bad for your health." 

"Sensei, just chill. It's not that bad." I sighed before speaking up in a reassuring tone. "I just drank a few times before with Shoko sensei. I don't drink on regular basis, trust me. Unlike you, sensei, I'm a heavyweight and can surprisingly handle my liquor. So, don't worry about me. I know what I'm doing, sensei. Besides, didn't Shoko sensei start to smoke and drink when she was in high school? And she's your best friend though. You never seem to have any problem with her underaged smoking and drinking habit..." 

"But that's different! You're my precious little Nana-chan! I can't have you be tainted! You should remain prime and proper!" he cried out. 

"Shut up, sensei. You're going too far now." I scoffed at him with disgust. 

"I can't believe this. Shoko, that woman..." sensei muttered under his breath in disbelief, slightly shaking his head. "But how did this all happen? When did it all start?" 

"A few months back, I caught Shoko sensei and Nanami-san drinking together in the teacher's room one evening and for some reason, I don't know why, but curiosity got the best of me. I just wanted to know what alcohol tastes like... So I told them that I wanted to try and they permitted me to join them for one drink. And the rest is history." I replied, recalling the moment I took my first sip of alcohol. 

"And where was I back then when it happened?" he asked. 

"You're were out of town for some mission I think..." I replied, causing sensei to let out a heavy sigh. 

"Damn Nanamin was also involved in it? Unbelievable!" he grumbled out, furrowing his eyebrows again. "And besides, why do you wanna drink beer with a baked potato with butter, huh?" 

And in response, I simply just shrugged at him, causing sensei to sigh again.

"I don’t get why you would drink beer with something tasty like this..." he commented before his eyes trailed over to my baked potato. "Huh? Doesn't your baked potato with butter look different than mine?"

"I put shiokara (salted fermented seafood paste) on it. It’s delicious. I’m not going to give it to you though." I replied and he huffed in response. 

"No, I don’t want it. It looks like the cursed spirit I recently exorcised..." he mumbled out while scrunching his nose and I furrowed my eyebrows at him, scoffing in response before we both continued to walk down the busy street of Hokkaido once again. "So, what kind of curse user are we investigating today? Although it’s obscure if it’s a curse user or not."

"You came here with uncertainty?" I asked as we bought ourselves some ice cream from a nearby stall after finishing our baked potatoes. 

"You’re the one who’s gonna handle it after all..." he replied nonchalantly with a shrug. 

"You sure can eat ice cream after eating something filling." I pointed out. 

"No. you’re eating one too." he pointed back. 

"I have a second stomach for this..." I muttered out shyly to which sensei flashed out a small playful smirk at me before I changed the topic again. "Anyway, speaking of this case, it all started with a website called, Yomotsu Hirasaka (the underworld in Japanese mythology)." 

"What an amazing way to name it." sensei commented in amusement as we both continued to eat our ice cream. 

"You can’t access the website via the search bar. It seems like it’s only available from independent servers. But Ijichi-san found it." I added. 

"He’s an excellent guy." sensei praised and I gave him a skeptical look. 

"You used Ijichi-san to know my whereabouts, didn’t you?" I asked, but sensei ignored my question, because of course, he asked Ijichi for my location.  

"So, what's the evil website's motives for establishing? It’s not like you can watch funny videos or something, right?" he asked with hilarity in his tone.

"The website was simple. For someone who's in their late 20s, you'll probably find it nostalgic, sensei." I responded. 

"Is it like reporting after you hit the kiriban?" he asked. 

To those who don't know what Kiriban is - it was an old Japanese website counter. If you visit a website and hit a certain number for example 10,000, you receive a special prize. Those things existed back in the days when Gojo sensei was a teenager himself, but nowadays in our modern time, websites like these weren't there anymore. 

"Something like that..." I replied, slightly nodding my head. 

"Ah, I hate the feeling of this nostalgia." sensei scoffed in response. 

"Apparently that website is an access to contact the curse user." I added. 

"An access?" he raised an eyebrow in confusion. 

"If you submit a request in the form, an address for the registered mail will pop up, allowing you to purchase their product." I replied. 

"An analog again?" he let out a small amused chuckle. 

"The address is a property of a small real estate agent designated as a certain property in a prefecture in Hokkaido. It’s a shared house between two tatami mats." I went on. 

"What is there to share?" sensei deadpanned at my words. 

"There were twenty mailboxes. It seems like a suspicious group is using it as a simple PO box." I informed. 

"Their tactics are of a yakuza front. Not something a curse user would think of doing." sensei hummed out thoughtfully. 

"They probably won’t think of that idea if they have a family history of jujutsu sorcerers." I pointed out. 

"In the end, what were they selling?" sensei asked as we threw away our ice cream wrappers in a nearby trash bin. "If it’s a stray curse user, they probably sell some ripoff cursed tool to dispel a cursed spirit like a fly-head or make a small profit by cursing people. But they won’t send you to deal with such an opponent?" 

"What an excellent guess..." I mumbled out sarcastically, rolling my eyes at him. 

"Even though you’re the one who got sent, they didn’t inform me about the details. The higher-ups probably wanted to hide it from me." he added, causing me to give him an unimpressed look.

"I always think about this but, I would like for you to do the research on your own if you can think that much, sensei." I scoffed at him again. 

"Using your student for bothersome tasks is the most efficient way." he grinned cheekily at him, causing my eyebrows to twitch in annoyance. 

"It is the resurrection of the dead." I spoke up and sensei immediately dead silent on his spot for a moment. 

"Pardon?" he asked in disbelief. 

"What the site sells is a black vessel that can call back a soul of the dead. They seem to call it the 'resurrection doll'." I explained to him further.

"What is this, another senseless joke?" sensei questioned, still in surprise and disbelief. 

"It’s probably 90% fake. However…" I trailed off. 

"No, I understand. If it's true, in a worst-case scenario, this isn't something we can ignore..." he stated with a scoff, furrowing his eyebrows and I nodded my head at him in response. "Ever since that Yuji incident, the higher-ups have been keeping a lot of things secret from me. No wonder they didn’t want me to know. For the lot who wants to kill Sukuna for sure."

"It seems that you understand." I sighed softly, crossing my arms over my chest. 

"They are underestimating me, huh? Do they think I would fall for something like that?" sensei asked through his gritted teeth; he was beyond pissed.

"Crushing the possibility of 1% or less, that's how the higher-ups continue to reign power, isn't it?" I asked. 

"Even if it's probably 100% fake." sensei stated. 

"Probably so. If they could do something like that…" I trailed off in a concerned tone. 

"This world is beyond over." sensei finished my words, clenching his hands to the sides. 

"Additionally, this suspicious business is limited to just resurrecting babies. I believe the chance of it being real is slim." I stated my thoughts.

"Babies? What is it this time?" sensei asked in confusion. 

"That’s all there is to it. Further research in regards to that is my job." I replied. 

"Hm~. So, the person who sells the dolls… uh, let’s call him 'Puppeteer'. You already know about his whereabouts, right, Nana-chan? Where should we head to?" he questioned me again, getting a bit excited about the mission. 

"We already passed it. Because a certain someone keeps walking around." I replied, giving him an annoyed look from the corner of my eyes. 

"Eh? It’s my fault?" sensei asked as he pointed at himself in an innocent manner, completely clueless and this caused me to give him another stern look. 

30 minutes later 

"I see... It’s an underground market, huh?" Gojo sensei stated as he looked around our surroundings and the people walking past us. 

The underground market area didn't look sketchy as I thought it would be. Rather it looked quite normal from my point of view and didn't feel like anything out of ordinary. 

"We made quite the detour thanks to a certain someone..." I grumbled again, giving him a venomous look but sensei ignored my words completely. 

"It’s spacious and fashionable. They have skylights even though this is underground!" sensei pointed out in surprise and amusement. 

"There are even convenience stores, bookstores, terraces, library windows along with cosmeticians and fortune-tellers. If they have this much, surely the puppeteer is somewhere around here." I added as we walked through the crowded market. 

"We should have just gone underground in the first place!" sensei complained. 

"I was planning on going underground in the first place. But there was someone who won’t listen to me and ate a baked potato with butter instead." I hissed at him in annoyance. 

"You serious~?! If I find them, I’ll give them a warning!" sensei teased me with an innocent smile, causing an anime tick mark to form on my forehead in irritation.   

"If it’s a mirror, you can find them in the bathroom, sensei." I responded back through gritted teeth. 

"For real though… this place is fashionable after all." sensei pointed out, changing the conversation, his voice became serious again. "There are events going on, not to mention, performers too. There are more people here underground than above the ground. The stores are pretty diverse too so anything is possible. This is all pretty bad, right?"

"You’re right. The people’s chaotic feelings are all concentrated here underground." I added, narrowing my eyes in response.

"Well, it’s thanks to that we’ll spot the fishy direction." sensei agreed with a smirk. 

"Yes. It's obvious we can sense an ominous presence." I pointed out. 

"It's a little further, right?~" he suggested. 

As Gojo sensei and I walked further into the underground city, we both began to sense an ominous presence coming from our surroundings. 

"Seems like the city’s atmosphere changed." sensei pointed out again.

"There was a new and improved subdivision until recently. Here, it's an old subdivision." I stated and sensei's facial expression went a quite serious right at that moment. 

"Nana-chan." sensei pointed in a certain direction and I nodded my head in response. 

"Yes. That’s probably a lead." I added before sensei and I made our way into a dark narrow alleyway. 

There we saw a woman probably in her early 30s scolding a little boy standing beside her who apparently seemed to be her child while she was carrying a baby in her arms. No, let me rephrase that. Not an actual living baby, but a corpse baby, a cursed doll. 

"Come on, Akito. How come you don’t understand?" the woman scolded her son. 

"No! Mommy, don’t bring that thing! No! No!" the little boy named Akito cried out while glancing at the cursed doll in fear.

"He’s your brother, so don’t whine." the woman stated before the doll began to cry in her arms. "Ah, see, Natsuki is crying again."

"No! No!!! He’s not my brother!!!" the boy screamed out, flopping down on the ground and that was when the woman started to lose her patience. 

"How could you say that?! He’s your brother! Don’t you feel sorry for him?!" the woman screamed back. 

"He’s not my brother!!!" the boy fired again. 

"Akito!!! You-" 

Just as the woman was about to raise her hand on her child, I stepped in and quickly grabbed her arm, stopping her right then and there.

"Please calm down." I stated in a calming yet stern voice. 

"Who are you?! Coming in all of a sudden?!" the woman snapped, frowning at me deeply in irritation. "Please let me go! This is a problem between the parent and the child!"

"I can’t let you do that. Do you have any idea what you're carrying in your arms?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows a bit while the doll in her arms kept on crying and wailing. 

"What do you mean…" the woman trailed off and just then Gojo sensei walked over at her, causing her to give him a confused look. "What?"

"Hmm? I see… It’s a doll. It’s made well at first glance. I wondered what it was going to be but this is it, to call this a resurrection and sell it is just a huge scam." sensei stated in amusement as he reached out to touch the doll. 

"Please stop!! Don’t touch Natsuki!!" the woman cried out, stepping away from him. 

"Heh. That thing is that important to you? More than that child crying right beside your feet?" sensei taunted her. 

"Of course! I also gave birth to this child!" she snapped at him in anger. 

"You bought it, didn’t you?" I asked, pointing at the doll and the woman froze on the spot in shock. 

After that sensei and I explained to her the whole situation, convincing her that the thing in her arms wasn't her child, but rather was a cursed doll. 

"A cursed corpse?" she muttered out in confusion, looking down at the doll in her arms. 

"Yes. Cursed doll is perhaps easier to understand." I let out a heavy sigh, crossing my arms over my chest. 

"D-Doll… but this child is so…" she began to stutter out with tears forming in her eyes as she stared helplessly at me. 

"It’s made very well, isn’t it?" I questioned her back. "A normal human probably won’t notice the difference from a real baby." 

"But this child is real!" she cried out again. 

"Won’t you know the truth since you’re the one who bought it?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, giving her a scrutinized look. 

"N-No way…" she trailed off again in shock.

"There aren’t a ton of jujutsu sorcerers who can create a human-like cursed corpse. I’m just guessing but, you paid money in order for them to make the doll along with something else?" I questioned her again. 

"Eh?" she asked in confusion. 

"Presumably…" I started but was cut off by sensei. 

"They wanted your baby’s corpse you were wanting to revive." Gojo sensei chimed in. 

"Gojo sensei…" I warned him in a whispered tone for the lack of delicacy in his words.

"No wonder it’s limited to babies. It’s not like they can carry around an adult corpse. Although it looks alive at first glance. In truth, it's not much different from a pet robot that's programmed to move. That thing." sensei went on, giving her a judging look. 

"That’s a lie! I heard them properly!" she cried out when she suddenly noticed the doll stopped crying and moving in her arms. "Huh? They told me Natsuki would come back… That’s why I paid money…"

"You would know since you’re the parent? Your own child's intricate habits, their facial expressions when they are expressing feelings… there is no living presence in that doll." I noted out in a calming tone. 

"That’s not…"

"Furthermore, Akito-kun seems to understand. That an unknown entity is trying to steal his mother’s heart." I added, glancing over at the sobbing little boy beside her. 

"Mommy…" Akito sobbed out, wiping his tears away. 

"That’s…"

"The truth is different from person to person. If you choose the truth of 'I have not lost any children right now', then there is no reason for me to say anything. But the reality is the fact that you are turning your eyes away from 'the present of your child who is worried about you'." I concluded and this resulted in the woman breaking down into tears after she realized her mistakes while sensei and I simply stared at her with pity and sympathy. 

An hour later (Still in the underground city)

"Is there a sunset outside?" Gojo sensei asked me in a soft tone as we were making our way to catch the real culprit; the puppeteer. 

"Yes… We took quite a while." I replied with a sigh. "But it doesn't make sense to use much force unless they are willing to let it go."

"Exorcising a human’s regret is harder than exorcising a cursed spirit, huh?" he asked in amusement, causing me to look up at him. 

"Thank you for carrying the bags, sensei." I smiled sweetly at him.

"You’re the one making me carry it." he scoffed with a pout as he repositioned the bag on his back, letting out a groan in the process. "But speaking of this cursed corpse, putting it in this handbag is a little heavy!"

"We can’t throw it away nonchalantly, can we?" I sighed at his childishness. "Not to mention, it's an important clue. If we compare the cursed energy inside the puppet, we can go after the maker with the smallest residuals."

"That’s true." sensei sighed as well, nodding his head at me in response. "It seems like the person who sold the dolls meant to hide their trace. But this person is unqualified after all. There is a limit to being sloppy."

"Yes. Seriously…" I trailed off before we stood in front of a small shabby house. 

"Speaking of… it’s here, huh?" sensei asked, furrowing his eyebrows a bit. 

"An old shared house, huh? The pub’s tenant? It seems like it’s been out of business." I pointed out.

"This place isn’t suited for a proper business. It’s the perfect place for a fishy business's headquarters. Heh, there’s even a curse technique activated so no one can see." sensei added. 

"Although it’s not hidden..." I muttered out, frowning. 

"This makes me realize that we lack jujutsu sorcerers. They readily set up a third-party base. To think that it was just left like this…" sensei stated, unamused. 

"Curses become stronger the closer they are to the city. It’s obvious that jujutsu sorcerers would be nearby. Our guard tends to be dull in rural areas." I stated in a serious tone. 

"Well, if the evil jujutsu sorcerer is only about to this extent, they probably won’t do much even if we left it alone." sensei responded back and I shook my head at him.

"However, if they cause damage like that…" I trailed off, causing a smirk to form on sensei's lips. 

"As expected, we have to crush them!" he stated, getting amused again. 

And with that, we walked towards the small house before Gojo sensei kicked the door wide open with ease. In there we saw a middle-aged man standing beside a table filled with cursed dolls. The man's eyes went wide open in shock as soon as sensei and I stepped into the scene. 

"Wh-Who… are you guys?!" the man stuttered out in panic. 

"If we look like customers to you, then go to an ophthalmologist, you small fry." sensei taunted him. 

"We are jujutsu sorcerers. Proper ones." I stated, furrowing my eyebrows at the unknown man. 

"We’re different from you though." sensei added. 

"J-Jujutsu sorcerers?!" the man gasped out, his voice sounding frantic. "I-I see! You guys are jujutsu sorcerers as well!"

"Don’t put any wasteful resistance against us. It’s exhausting to hold back." sensei scoffed. 

"Hel... Hel-hel..." the man began to stutter out before crying out as he rushed over to us and fell to the ground, pleading to us. "Help me!!!"

"Huh? What?" sensei and I asked him in unison, shocked and confused as we stared at the man who seemed to have lost his mind in our point of view. 

"Thank goodness! I wanted to find you guys myself!! Real jujutsu sorcerers! Help! If it’s money, I saved some up!! So, please! Please!!" the man went on crying. 

"Nana-chan…" sensei trailed off. 

"Yes… You can’t use jujutsu, can you?" I asked the man. "To think that you were cursing people, but turns out you are the one being cursed..." 

And just then, as soon as I said those words, the dolls started to surround the man before they began to attack him in the process.

"Huh?!" the man cried out in confusion. 

The dolls started to consume his whole body, almost like tearing him apart and this caused the man to scream out at the top of his lungs in pain and agony.

"Would you look at that? His body is doing amazing things!" sensei stated in amusement. 

"Yes. A combination of a human and a doll... No… the doll is eating the human’s body." I pointed out. 

"He-Help!! Money!! If it’s money, I have it!! Please exorcise it!!" the man pleaded and as we were about to step in to help the man, more bugs started to attack him. 

"If you don't exorcise it- look! The bugs are moving!" sensei gasped out. 

"It seems like it’s a swarm of curses..." I noted. "With the puppeteer’s body and the doll's corpse in hand, they are multiplying by eating the flesh. It’s a curse corpse that serves as a production factory and a cursed corpse that can self-proliferate."

"It hurts! This thing! Get away! Get away! Get away!" the man cried out again. 

"Although he used the corpses, how did this man create a successful cursed corpse?" I questioned. "This was a dubious question, however…"

"For the most part, the shadow from an old jujutsu sorcerer’s family dug out a cursed tool from the bottom of the warehouse, or rather, a runaway cursed object, probably." sensei pointed out. 

"From a business standpoint, making money must have been its pure purpose at first but… It’s that thing that not only devours corpses but living people too." I added. "It’s unsatisfied with the babies’ corpses, so it feeds on the puppeteer’s body. We can’t hold onto this loosely, can we?" 

"You’re right, Nana-chan." sensei agreed with me. 

"You’re not going to help me?" the man gasped out in horror as he stared at us with widened eyes while coughing out some blood from his mouth.

"Nope. No way. You already know, don’t you?" sensei responded back with no ounce of sympathy in his tone. 

"Shoko sensei probably could have surgically removed it by chance..." I muttered out thoughtfully. 

"Wh-What the heck is that?!" the man cried out as the cursed dolls were taking over his body. "Wh-What are you saying?" 

"Although it’s pitiful to see you in this state..." I trailed off in a monotone voice before igniting my hands with my blue Hellflames cursed technique. "It’s evident that your intention was to use your dangerous cursed technique to make money..."

"H-Hey… you've got to be kidding me! I’m a human being! What are you… trying to do to a human?!" the man screamed out, his body and appearance started to change and disfigure. 

"That body is already too late." sensei pointed out from beside me, his hands shoved into his pockets. 

"Eh?! No!! No!! No!! No!!" the man cried out again. "I resurrect the dead! I saved them!! The people's hearts!! I saved them!! but still… I face this…"

"His speech and consciousness are already in jeopardy. Moreover, you are a curse yourself since you sprinkled curses on others." I stated, getting ready to launch an attack and the man completely lost his body to the curse before turning into a curse himself. 

"I’ll kill you!!!" the curse screamed out, dashing towards me. 

"If you’re an adult, please take your responsibilities..." I stated before shooting out a blast of blue fire from my hands at my desired target, scorching and vaporizing them within a matter of seconds.

"Good work, Nana-chan!" sensei cheered as soon as I finished exorcising the curse.

"It would have been easier if you just did it..." I stated and sensei chuckled out in response.

"Your curse technique is more well suited, Nana-chan! The human body and doll, thanks to you who exorcised it cleanly, he was able to die as a human." sensei responded back with a bright smile.

"Aren’t you just saying that in a positive way?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow while sensei simply shrugged in response. 

"Let’s just leave this to the others..." he stated as he started to walk away. "Disposing of a corpse is too much to handle."

"You really didn’t do anything this time, did you?" I let out a heavy sigh, shaking my head at his childish antics. "Then what's the point of you coming to Hokkaido anyway?" 

A few hours later (At a bar/restaurant)

Later that evening, after completing the mission for the day, sensei and I went to a nearby restaurant to grab some dinner for ourselves. I let out a heavy sigh after taking a long sip from my beer while Gojo sensei gave me an amused look from the opposite side of the table we were sitting at. I wasn't supposed to be drinking alcohol right now as sensei was strongly against it, but after hours of nagging and begging like the brat I was, he finally gave in to my request and allowed me to drink only one glass of beer. 

"To 'heal thyself' seems like it, huh?" he asked and I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Is this about the puppeteer?" I asked back.  

"I’m talking about jujutsu sorcerers as a whole. To deal with curses means there's going to be an increase in jobs where we can feel bad." sensei stated. 

"You mean, 'it’s like the dangers of accumulating curses within yourself'?" I questioned. 

"Even if we are accustomed to it, it doesn't feel good, does it?" he asked me with a smile, his icy-blue eyes trailed over to my beer glass. "Makes me want to be drunk." 

"Aren’t you a non-alcoholic, sensei?" I pointed out.

"I don’t need to be drunk since I didn’t do anything this time." he chuckled out in response.

"Please don’t say that so confidently." I sighed, rolling my eyes at him before taking another sip from my beer. 

"Nana-chan, you're actually really compassionate, aren't you?" sensei grinned at me cheekily. 

"What are you saying all of a sudden?" I asked in confusion, narrowing my eyes at him. 

"Even if you can burn it, it doesn’t mean you’re okay, right?" he asked, softening his gaze at me with a warm smile on his lips. "A friction being born from that event makes you be able to handle it as a young adult which is why alcohol is the heart’s remedy." 

"I learned how to harden my heart after Junpei's death because after all, it was I who killed him..." I pointed out with a heavy sigh, placing my chin on the palm of my hand. "Besides, this isn’t a very interesting story but are you going to continue?"

"I’m not teasing you! As long as humans give birth to curses, the students I’m taking in charge of, including you, will one day face-off with a shitty evil human being." sensei replied. 

"We are jujutsu sorcerers, after all..." I mumbled out, looking down at the beer glass in my hand.

"People like me and the other adults know how to spit out the poison circling around our hearts. However, the youngsters like you who are still growing are different. Just one poison could break your hearts..." Gojo sensei pointed out. 

"Isn’t it the job of an adult like you to dispose of the remaining poison within a child like me?" I asked, giving him a skeptical look. "You are aware of that since you’re our teacher, right?"

"I know that, which is why I came to talk to you." sensei replied with a bright smile before looking over at the waiter at the counter. "Master! Cinderella for two!"

"You must be joking." I chuckled out softly in amusement, my lips curling up into a small smirk. 

"It’s good to taste other alcohols besides cocktails, hm?" sensei smirked back at me. 

"A Cinderella is a non-alcoholic beverage." I pointed out, causing sensei to chuckle again. 

"I know... Besides, I must say I'm impressed. You can actually handle your liquor, Nana-chan." sensei noted out in amusement. 

"As I said earlier... I'm heavyweight, unlike you, sensei..." I teased him. "Also, I know how to take my own responsibilities, so you don't need to worry about me too much, sensei." 

"I know that because I've known you ever since you were born, Nana-chan, meaning I’ve known you for the longest than anyone else. That’s why I’m handing this responsibility only to you." sensei responded back with a warm smile.

"Why me?" I asked in confusion, raising an eyebrow.

"It’s because I trust you more than anyone else I ever have. I know what type of person you are..." he replied in a soft tone before letting out a heavy sigh. "Yuji is really an honest kid. He has the determination and courage even the decisiveness needed for a battle. Even so, there are times when he’s too straightforward. For kids like him, I get worried when their heart gets broken just once."

"But sensei, I’m not as mentally and emotionally strong as you think I am. I’m not like Megumi." I countered back. 

"Maybe not. But you’re still stronger than Yuji. I can’t be always around to take care of his mental growth. So that’s why I want you to take care of him when I’m not around. For someone like you who is the same age as Yuji, who can understand people's pain…" sensei explained. 

"And you came all the way to Hokkaido just to say those sugarcoated words?" I deadpanned, causing him to let out another hearty soft chuckle. 

"No, I came here just to spend some alone quality time with you, Nana-chan, that's all..." he replied, his glossy pink lips curling up into another breathtaking smile, his icy-blue eyes twinkled at me mischievously. "Because of our busy schedules, I miss having you around..." 

"Is that so, huh..." I trailed off in a quiet soft tone, locking my gaze with his own one. 

As I stared at him intently from the opposite side of the table, I couldn't help but wonder how much Gojo sensei had changed within these past 10 years. For someone who was arrogant and selfish back in the days, he sure had become very kind and generous indeed. And more I noticed these changes in him, the more I started to see him differently. 

What was sensei to me? 

A parental figure? No. Sensei was 12 years older than me; not too old to be my parental figure, to be honest. And besides, my Mom was like a motherly figure to him while he was growing up, so there was no way in hell I saw Gojo sensei like a parent in my own life. 

A big brother figure? Sorry, but sensei didn't have any attributes of a responsible big brother. 

A friend? Sure, I could say that. To be fair, sensei did feel or behaved more like a friend than he did as a parent or big brother. 

Gojo sensei as my friend, huh... 

"What are you thinking?" sensei asked me all of a sudden, snapping his fingers in front of my face, eventually pulling me out of the trance. 

"Huh? Oh, nothing important..." I replied with a small sheepish chuckle, shaking my head at him before the waiter brought a new drink to our table; Cinderella. 

"You already knew I have a sweet tooth, right?" sensei let out another chuckle as he watched me staring at the new drink with curiosity. 

"I’m not good with sweets though…" I mumbled out before taking a small sip of Cinderella from my glass, my nerves tingled at the taste of it. "Too sweet!" 

Gojo sensei giggled out loudly upon hearing my response as a small smirk curled up to his lips once again, his eyes bored into my brownish amber ones, making it way too difficult for me to look away from his intense gaze. 

"Delicious, isn’t it?" 

To read the whole fanfic, check it out on Quotev and Wattpad - 

On Quotev - https://www.quotev.com/story/14002073/Lovely-Deadly-Jujutsu-Kaisen

On Wattpad - https://www.wattpad.com/story/281634331-lovely-deadly-jujutsu-kaisen

[katsukikitten]

A/N WELP THIS HAPPENED I GUESS THIRST TEXTS ARE HERE TO STAY Please let me know if this one was too long or if I neglected Kiri with such a short word count last time.

Warnings: NSFW, Adult Themes, 18+ AU/Pro hero, Adult AU. [Revised]

One of your best redeeming, and most damning qualities was how blunt you were.

The world faulting you for knowing what you want, when you want it and exactly how you want it. 

Never shying away from voicing your needs either.  

So an "I'm horny" text to your boyfriend would be nothing new or unexpected as your thumbs fly across the screen. You could see him now, rolling those gorgeous eyes while  locking his phone. 

He was anything but your past lovers, male or female all it took was a string of special emojis, 😜😈👅💋💦💦, and they would come running. 

Showing up at your door with dinner and intentions to give you exactly what you wanted. 

But your special hot head needs just a tad bit more convincing, especially since he's always so "busy" with hero work. 

So shopping with your pro hero friends was the best way to have fun and kill time. But if you were being honest you wanted, no needed, your hot headed boyfriend to pin you against the wall by your throat and fuck all of his frustrations into you. Rutting into you so harshly, so deeply, you saw stars. God you hate to admit how addicting that caramel spiced bastard was.

So you struggle to think of a good enough text to send, biting at your lip in annoyance. 

"Y/N!" Mina calls as she motions for you to enter the next store, your eyes go from a blinking cursor to a glass case holding troves of mannequins adorned in smooth lace. A devilish smile settles on your lips as even more devilish thoughts form in your head, each clack of your heel is a promise to sin. 

"What can I help you pick out Mina?" You pur as you browse for yourself picking out items here and there to try on. 

You were already wearing a black thong that would match any bra or lacy little thing you would want to try on. So to say this man was about to be weak in the knees was an understatement. He better be stiff in his pants. 

"Hmm I'm not sure...." She gravitates to the bright pinks and you push her gently to moodier colors. 

Deep purples and blacks would make her seem more mature while you guided U-san to blushes and dusky rose colors to play up her "innocence." Although from the stories you've heard over too many shared daiquiris you knew they were far from innocent. Their men would definitely be weak if they took the items you were picking up for them home. 

"Let's try them on!" You announce, overly eager to get into the ambient lighting that would insinuate the curvature of your body and the lust in your eyes. The three of you enter into plushly carpeted floors that lie behind tall black with golden inlay doors. 

Luxury to remind women they ARE luxury themselves, you lock the door before setting out your items. 

You picked the perfect thing, you truly did. You compliment yourself as you undress half tempted to send him a picture of your perfectly rounded ass before you talk yourself out of it. 

One thing you learned quickly in this game of cat and mouse is that the anticipation of what could be underneath was enough to drive any lover mad. 

So it was time you presented his meal properly. 

You adorn yourself in a lacy and see through bra with strategically placed floral. The garment had more of a sweat heart neckline than a plunge, your tits fit perfectly as you adjust the straps that remind you of a cafe maids apron. The black color perfectly matched your bowed choker with the little silver bell. 

You slide on the garter that sits just above your natural waist, the middle bare save the string that holds onto the sheer matte tulle that gives it a softer feminine look than what you normally wear. 

Your thong matches perfectly and you smooth out the garter straps to bisect your thick thighs. 

You twirl for a moment before lightly biting your bottom lip for more color, your core slowly heating as you think of the things he would do to you in this. 

You angle yourself perfectly after a few tries, toulsing your hair this way and that before getting the perfect picture. 

You looking needy as you press two fingers against a greedy pink tongue, eyes filled to the brim with want as your mouth forms the perfect O. 

The same one that makes a lewd pop when removed from your favorite snack. 

You smile to yourself before hiting send.

"Doing okay loves?" You call out to your friends that sing song their confirmation, "Like anything yet?" 

"I'm uh not sure just yet." U san calls out 

"I'm checking with Kiri on what to get." Mina says devilishly, a shutter of a lens can barely be heard in fitting room over. 

Your phone pings and you lift it with feverish hands. 

"Gonna have to do better than that if you're trying to get me to leave, Kitten."

Your face sours into an angry pout as you rack your brain for a way to make him eat his words. You needed to look submissive, but not too innocent. He wasn't a brat handler for nothing, Kamisama above knew just how much of a handful you were. 

"But aren't our men in a meeting?" Uraraka asks and you can practically see the blush forming on her cheeks. 

Your lips curl up in a cat like smile as a plan formulates in your head. You place your heeled foot on top of the plush pink chair before using it to vault yourself over the top of your dressing room into Uraraka's.

"Y..Y/N." It is not as if she is unused to your brashness, it is more that you have no shame. You interrupt her before she can finish. 

"You look killer, you know that right?" 

This was no lie or flattery but full truth as she attempts to hide. 

But there is no hiding her curvy body, especially not beneath the strappy mesh bodysuit she wears in the perfect mauve pink, a darker in hue floral pattern tastefully hides her nipples, her navel and becomes thick over her final goods. 

The rest is mesh with side cutouts to remind you of just how beautifully plush she was, if Izuku were here now he would be salivating. 

Begging for a bite. 

The plan solidifies as you look over her thick frame, devilish smile returning to your plush lips.

"Let's send some to Deku?"

"T..together?!" She almost shrinks and you straighten her posture with your hands. 

"If you're uncomfortable that's fine. But I would love to take some with you and maybe send them to Bakugou..." You almost pout and she confirms there is no one living being on the planet that can deny you when you give THE look. 

"Ah...okay we can send one to Deku. M..maybe Bakugou. Do you think it will hurt Izuku's feelings?" 

"I think it will entice him the same way it will entice mine when I pose us. Do you trust me? If you're ever uncomfortable you'll tell me right?" 

"Always." She says it with confidence, and you squeeze her shoulders before setting up your phone to the perfect angle of you two and the mirror. 

You count down silently with the timer on the camera before you snatch your phone showing U-san first. 

She nods. 

"S..send it to Izuku first?" She asks sheepishly as if it would bother you.

But it's not you who will be bothered. 

"Imma send it to you and then let me see your phone!" She obliges and let's you type out the message beneath the sinful image. 

An image that makes it to Deku quickly, he spys that it is a message from Uchan.

She did promise that she would send Izuku a picture of her lunch, especially since the trio of women announced they were going to be getting cattachinos from the new cafe on main. 

Izuku eagerly unlocks his phone, wholly expecting a bright coffee and strawberry cream cake but instead his face ignites into a fiery red. 

It is far from coffee but it is still dessert. 

A photo of his girlfriend entangled with...with...oh no entangled with you. 

Why did it have to be you? 

He cannot peel his eyes away from either of you, but especially his girl. Your back is to the mirror showcasing your ass and back, lustful eyes looking over your shoulder but what you're doing to Uchan is what's driving him mad. 

Your body blocks a quarter of hers, shoulder to shoulder as one hand is shoving fingers onto a pink tongue suggesting what she can do, pink lips in a soft O while her sweet innocent cheeks BURN. 

Dusting her in blush all the way to her breastbone. 

A delicate hand grasps onto a deadly forearm pushing up Uraraka's pretty tits that Izuku worships. He bites the inside of his lip, emerald eyes flash to scarlet across from him before flying back to the sinful glass. 

Your phone pings and you snatch it up. Smirking over the reaction. 

"You're out with Moonface right? Why is Deku blushing so God damn hard and why does he keep looking between me and his phone?"

You ignore the response for now, leaving him on read purposefully before snapping another picture. 

Deku's phone again demands his attention and he cannot deny it. 

Somehow his face becomes a darker hue, his large hand palming the ache in his pants as he tries to push through the droning meeting but the photo on the screen makes it that much harder to focus.

He cannot believe what he sees. 

The push pink chair is in the center and turned to the side. His favorite ass sits in the chair beneath thick thighs that sit atop of another thick pair. 

Deku bites the inside of his cheek to keep from groaning as he looks up from his favorite ass. 

The two of you are profile to him as you straddle his intoxicating girlfriend, one of your hands is gripping onto the breast furthest from the camera while the other seems to dip deep between the two of you. 

Right between Uraraka's legs. 

Your heads tilted slightly away from each other, both sets of cheeks heavily flushed as you pull slightly away from a dazed chestnut haired woman. 

Both of your tongues peeking past naturally rouged lips, a little saliva string connecting the two pink points.

Not once in Deku's 23 years did he ever think he would come close to cumming in his pants from an image. 

But shit this was close. 

He cannot peel his eyes away from his phone. And he does something he's never done before. 

"Director I'm sorry I need to take this call." He lies as he stands, pretending to put his now locked phone to his ear. 

Suspicion burns hot in Bakugou's blood and it is shown in a text you receive. 

"Kitten, if you ever want to cum again, you'll send me whatever the fuck you've gotta be sending dumbass Deku."

His voice plays through your speakers in a hush, his voice low and husky. Threatening even, as you can see him standing in the hall just outside of his meeting. The thought of his scowl paired with the sound of his voice had you more molten than your shared kiss with Uraraka san. 

"You okay?" You ask a very flushed Uchan who smiles happily before she reads you her received text. 

"'Baby you've got me fucked up. I'm in the men's bathroom right now. Can you guess why?'" She smiles before adding, "Then it's a picture of him stroking his cock. Y/N. I'm so turned on right now..." 

It takes her a second to hear what she's admitted out loud before you smile devilishly. 

"I guess I'm finally rubbing off on you." You smile before grabbing onto the pink chair once more using it to vault yourself back into your dressing room. 

"I can send the last picture to Bakugou right?" You ask, because her body,her rules, no matter what kind of punishment you might receive. 

"Yes I hope it does half of what it's done to Izuku!" She answers with joy. Humming as she redresses. 

More than going to buy what you picked out. 

"Meet us at the restaurant? We'll text you!" Mina shouts, "We're starving and text us what you want you heathen." 

"Yea, yea." You dismiss, as Mina assumes you're about to take more pictures.  Well she wasn't wrong, you were going to take more pictures.

You lived to remind yourself, and the world, that no matter what your mood or what you wore, you were sex embodied.

And God Damn it your boyfriend was going to notice even if it got you in a little hot water. 

Another text comes in, this time sans voice memo. You won't lie, you become a little crestfallen. 

"KITTEN!"

And you can hear the lustful furry even through text turning you into jelly. 

It's a good thing you're wearing your own underwear, as your thighs are beginning to become slick. The thin material doing nothing to sop you up. 

A picture comes through and your heart begins to race as you look it over. 

It's a black door with gold inlay, a little strip shows into the room. Showing off a pair of legs and nicely manicured toes. 

A tattoo identical to yours and your heart hammers into your chest when a second ping comes through. 

"Open the door, Kitten."

@lady-bakuhoe I guess I can share my husband with you for this😘

[mayonakakitsune]

Deadly Sweets Maid Cafe.

[gear-project]

Ramlethal Valentine Bio & Trivia

==Ramlethal Valentine==

"Emotions... are important!"

==Profile==

Height: 5'6" Weight: 115 lbs. Blood Type: Unknown Birthplace: The Backyard Birthday: June 3rd Eye Color: Gold Hobbies: None (Currently learning to be a Narcissist) Favorite Thing: None (Recently it's Danny Missile's Burgers and Steaks) Dislikes: Anthropods Weapon: Twin Mechanical Katanas wielded by Lucifero Familiars Belpha and Venus

==Story (GGXrdS)==

<Sign>

October 21st, 2187 12:12 P.M., Ruins of Japan

It is here, for the first time, that Ramlethal appears and acts as a spokesperson for the Conclave, declaring War against Humanity.

Her declaration was recorded around the world... The wheels of conspiracy had begun, and Ramlethal lay at the center of it all.

But even in her capture... there was nothing to be gained.  She was simply a "Pawn" in this strategy, after all.

Or at least, that was what it seemed.

==Story (GGXrdRev1)==

<Revelator>

During Ramlethal's time with Sin and Elphelt, she began to understand what it meant to be Human.

But even siding with Humanity and revealing the Conclave's plot wasn't the end of everything.  The world still had "Mother" to contend with.

And with her sister Elphelt missing, Ramlethal could not stand idly by.

Even if she had to risk her life, she would bring her sister back!

==Story (GGXrdRev2)==

<After Story: Part 1>

Though things took a dangerous turn, Ramlethal was still alive and recovering from her injuries.

But the truth that she was connected with Justice and the Gears, not to mention the Kiske family, might be tough for the public to swallow.

What sort of Future would happen now that the 'current danger' was Past?

Will Humanity evolve like Mother wanted?

==Personality Profile==

The Life Forms known as Valentines are born in the Backyard, and have no emotions.  They do not grasp concepts like Right, Wrong, Like, Dislike, or Value ---apart from desiring the completion of their missions.  As such, orders from the entity they call "Mother" are absolute.  They have no sense of affection, but no feelings of doubt or restraint either-- only a machine-like determination to see their mission completed.

<Recently, it was discovered that Second Generation Valentines were given Emotions, but these were restricted within their command infrastructure.  In place of emotionless autonomous behavior, they behaved much more Human-like, but still valued Loyalty to "Mother" called the "Universal Will", otherwise known as the "Merciless Apocalypse".  Despite Ramlethal's dry personality, she is truly sincere to her feelings and has chosen to "correct" her Mother's thinking, rather than simply betray her, if only to regain her lost Sister, Elphelt.  As of now, she is overcoming what she lacks in emotions and beginning to understand true "Freedom".>

==Move List== ———————————Specials Daure [Continuation] "Dauro" Flama Cargo [Flame Hold] Sildo Detruo [Shield Destroyer] Cassius Marteli [Stress] ->Forpeli [Expel] ———————————Overdrive/Chaos Attack Calvados Transe [The Other Side] "Trance" Explode ———————————Instant Kill Animo Estingi [Soul Extinguisher] ———————————

==Trivia== ——————————— ---Ramlethal's name comes from the compound "Ramming Speed" and "Lethality"... which fits, since she's both deadly and fast! Certainly beats what people first called her "Ramletherl".  Ram also refers to "R.A.M." or "Random Access Memory" found in Computers. ---Based on recent history, it seems Elphelt is actually Ramlethal's "Older Sister" since she was created first. ---It's been tradition since GG2 Overture that Valentines have lengthy idle conversations with Lucifero about something or other. Lucifero often hits on Ramlethal, boasting how manly he is, but is often told to go self-destruct. His most recent conversation in Rev2 is that he suspects the reason Ramlethal developed emotions is because she's "In Love"! Of course, she told him to (once again) go self-destruct! ---The clothing labels that were synthesized on Ramlethal and Elphelt suggest they were to be sacrificed for the cause of reviving Justice. This speaks volumes of the feelings between them and their "Mother" (Ariels).   Despite this, Ariels asked Sol to look after them as her "last hope" in Humanity. ---In a twist of events, while Ramlethal tried to self-destruct, Elphelt stopped her... and when Elphelt tried to self-destruct, Ramlethal stopped her. It's a wonder why Ariels created such an ability between the two sisters. ---During Ram's Animo Estingi, it's revealed her large blades aren't actually "blades" per se, as sheathes for her REAL Katanas! ---Along with Leo Whitefang, she and he are the first two characters in Guilty Gear History to wield two swords at once! ---It's suspected that Ramlethal reminds Bedman of his Sister "Delilah", and so after after Xrd Sign, he refuses to fight with her. ---Her first appearance in Japan is ironically the very spot that was destroyed by Justice in 2074, which makes sense, Since her Soul is a derivative of Justice, even her Hobby of "Narcissism" is the same as Justice! Her large swords even evoke the size and scope of Justice' Michael Sword! ---Ramlethal has exhibited cat-like behaviors in her movements, from claw swipes to even arching her back in her crouching idle animation. This seems to be related to how Gears originated from Animal and Human DNA, so Ramlethal is a hybrid of a sort. ---In case it's not obvious her Idle animation is showing her Coat is "Yawning", since it's technically a giant Mouth with teeth. ---It's been joked that Ramlethal's "Toothy Grin" is similar to Taokaka's of BlazBlue, though we've never actually seen Tao's face, it might look similar to Ramlethal's! ———————————

==References== ——————————— ---Many of Ramlethal's moves are based in Esperanto language.   Esperanto is said to historically be the "universal language" that anyone could learn and speak in construct. The idea being conveyed here is that Valentines can eventually connect with Humans and come to an understanding. ---Cassius, Judas, and Brutus were all traitors swallowed by the demon Lucifer in the Divine Comedy "Dante's Inferno". ---Transe is a dual-reference to "The Other Side" (The Backyard), and to the genre of Trance Music.  Trance Metal does exist too! "See you on the Other Side" is a single by Ozzy Osbourne. ---Calvados is a type of Apple Cider, based on the original Valentine's theme of "Maid Cafe Sweets". ---The Band Damageplan did a single "Explode". ---Moscow-based Russian Power Gothic Metal Band "Andem" did a Full Length song titled "Ex Animo". ———————————

The Future... won't be for a while, so this will have to do!

[recentanimenews]

Manga the Week of 6/3/20

SEAN: June is busting out all over, and while the schedule is not back to normal yet, it’s better than May was.

ASH: Huzzah!

SEAN: First, an apology to a new publisher, Tentai Books, who have their first release out this week and I missed it. They’re publishing in both Spanish and English, and their debut is a light novel, There’s No Way a Side Character Like Me Could Be Popular, Right?. Seems to be targeting the Oregairu/Tomozaki crowd.

As for next week, Ghost Ship has a 9th Yuuna and the Haunted Hot Springs.

J-Novel Club has a lot. In print, we get the debut volume of Sexiled: My Sexist Party Leader Kicked Me Out, So I Teamed Up With a Mythical Sorceress!, which I recommend to absolutely everyone.

ASH: Now that it’s finally in print, I’ll definitely be picking this one up. I’ve heard great things about it from all sorts of people.

ANNA: I’m curious about it too!

SEAN: Also in print: Ascendance of a Bookworm 5, How NOT to Summon a Demon Lord 10, and In Another World with My Smartphone 10.

Digitally, there’s also Altina the Sword Princess 4, a 3rd By the Grace of the Gods, Can Someone Please Explain What’s Going On? 2, Kokoro Connect 9, the 3rd Marginal Operation manga, The Master of Ragnarok & Blesser of Einherjar 11, and a 6th Record of Wortenia War.

Kodansha has a lot, most of which I’ve mentioned before because the schedule shifted. The print and digital debut is Rent-A-Girlfriend (Kanojo, Okarishimasu), a Weekly Shonen Magazine manga by an artist best known for the long-running and unlicensed AKB49: The Rules Against Love. A desperate guy, as the title suggests, rents a girlfriend, who seems perfect… at first. This is getting an anime this summer, and Kodansha describes it as “sweet, naive boy meets cute, ruthless girl”.

Debuting digitally is Stellar Witch LIP☆S (MajoKaitou LIP☆S), a shoujo series from Nakayoshi. A girl who desperately wants to see an idol group turns to a witch to help her. Hijinks ensue.

MICHELLE: I can’t confidently claim Stellar Witch is going to be any better than Rent-A-Girlfriend, but it’s certainly more my speed.

ANNA: This sounds fun, but I am utterly incapable of keeping up with these digital releases.

MELINDA: Yes, with so many, I find I need to REALLY want to read something for it to stand out from the crowd.

SEAN: No other print stuff, but in digital-first print books we have (be prepared for titles you’ve heard here before…) Cells At Work: Code BLACK 5, Fairy Tail 100 Years Quest 4, Granblue Fantasy 5, Knight of the Ice 2, LDK 15, Maga-Tsuki 11-13 (a final volume 3-in-one omnibus two years after a 2-in-one omnibus, YIKES), The Seven Deadly Sins 38, Something’s Wrong with Us 2, and Yuzu the Pet Vet 2.

In digital-only we get A Condition Called Love 4, Chihayafuru 20, Smile Down the Runway 10, and To Be Next to You 6.

MICHELLE: I’ve been catching up on A Condition Called Love and enjoying it. And, of course, I always rejoice for more Chihayafuru.

ANNA: Chihayafuru is the one digital release that I am confident I will get caught up on…one day.

SEAN: Seven Seas has, in early digital release, Love Me for Who I Am (Fukakai na Boku no Subete o), aka Fukaboku. This LGBT manga from GOT Corporation’s Comic MeDu is about a nonbinary protagonist and the nontraditional maid cafe they’re introduced to.

MICHELLE: I’ll definitely be checking this one out.

ASH: Same!

ANNA: Sounds good!

MELINDA: To illustrate my above point, I’m SO here for this. I will seek it out.

SEAN: Also out early digitally: A Centaur’s Life 18 and Skeleton Knight in Another World light novel 6.

In print, Seven Seas has quite a bit. Debuting is The Invincible Shovel, a light novel that I found hilarious when I reviewed the early digital copy. And we also see Sarazanmai: Reo and Mabu, the manga prequel to the upcoming light novels based on the anime.

ASH: I really need to catch up on Sarazanmai in general.

SEAN: Also out in print: Dungeon Builder: The Demon King’s Labyrinth is a Modern City! 2, How Heavy Are the Dumbbells You Lift? 3, Magical Girl Site 12, Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid 9, and Saint Seiya: Saintia Sho 10.

Viz has two debuts. The first is SPY x FAMILY, a series that should need no introduction but I’m going to anyway. In an unnamed vaguely Eastern European country, a spy needs to have a wife and child to complete his next assignment. A woman who moonlights as an assassin needs a husband so that she isn’t suspicious. And a young girl with esper powers just wants to get away from being experimented on. Together, they are the best found family ever. Oh yes, and except for the girl (who can read minds), they don’t know each other’s profession. A magical series, I want the world to read it. Hilarious and heartwarming.

MICHELLE: So excite.

ASH: Really looking forward to this release!

ANNA: Me too!!!

MELINDA: This sounds great!

SEAN: The other debut is, of course, My Villain Academia, which replaces the seemingly popular My Hero Academia. Not sure why, maybe its sales were slipping? In any case, this volume focuses on our villain heroes, Shigaraki, Twice, and Himiko Toga. It promises to be DARK as hell. (Also, it is possibly it’s really My Hero Academia 24.)

MICHELLE: Heh. This arc solidified Twice as my favorite amongst the villains.

SEAN: In Shonen Jump news, we get Black Clover 21, Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba 13, Dragon Ball Super 9, Food Wars 36 (mercifully the final volume… anyone noticed an annoying trend for popular long-running Jump series to leap off of cliffs into piles of crap lately?), Jujutsu Kaisen 4, My Hero Academia Vigilantes 7, The Promised Neverland 15, We Never Learn 10, and Yu-Gi-Oh Arc-V 7.

MICHELLE: Oh, I had no idea that was the final volume of Food Wars! I reckon since I have read through volume 30 I might as well finish it, pile of crap or no. Also, I’m looking forward to the next Vigilantes volume, as I believe it has more of Aizawa’s past in it.

SEAN: As for Shojo Beat, no debuts, but we get Ao Haru Ride 11, Natsume’s Book of Friends 24, Queen’s Quality 9, and Yona of the Dawn 24. Natsume’s Book of Friends is always near the top of my pile when it comes out, though it may have to wait for me to read Yona.

MICHELLE: I love both dearly, but because Natsume comes out less regularly, I think it’s got the edge for me.

ASH: Natsume and Yona both have my heart, too. Though, I’ve also been enjoying Queen’s Quality.

MICHELLE: I really need to read it. I did enjoy QQ Sweeper.

ANNA: Nice week of many great series coming out!

MELINDA: Queen’s Quality! Hurray!

SEAN: What are you getting next week? (Please get SPY x FAMILY.)

By: Sean Gaffney

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Introducing Monster Mondays!💜😈

Every Monday we will be showcasing our monster family.

In the coming weeks, you will get to know a little more about your favorites as well as meet some new monsters!!

We are kicking off this monster Monday with Madam Macaron🦇 and Dulce de Lich💀!

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🎉💀Happy New Year💀🎉

Thank you all so much for the amazing support in 2019!✨

We can't wait to show you all the new things we have in store for 2020!!💕

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We are now accepting pre-orders for Christmas sponge cake!🎄✨

This cake is a vanilla sponge filled with fresh strawberries, whipped cream and topped with our Yokai strawberries! Perfect for your holiday parties! 🍰💕

The last day to order this cake for the holiday season is December 20th. Message us to place your order today!!

This cake can feed 4-6 people.

Cost: $20-delivery included (San Antonio area only)

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Thank you for spending your time with us at San Japan 2019💀

We can't wait to make more spooky memories with everyone at our next event. 💜🖤

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Asian festival 2020 was a huge success!🐭💕

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