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Out of every possible outcome, she really didn’t expect this. Who dies on their birthday!? Her, apparently…. Damn truck. Damn 18-wheeler. At least she got a good 18 years of life in, she thought.
As the darkness began to leave, she felt her soul fade from her body. Her eyes burned from a bright light coming from above. She heard a voice…. God? Nah, god aint real. Her undying love for hentai is though. Nobody is gonna take that away from her, dead or not.
“Oh? You’ve awoken?” A voice beckons her. She lets out a groan, turning on her side with her eyes glued shut. She felt like she just got run over. Wait. She did. Scratch that, she felt like she just got run over and smacked by Sukuna himself.
The voice lets out a giggle, “not a morning person? It’s okay, I’m not either. Then again, do people like me need sleep?” Another laugh.
“The fuck,” she mumbled. What a weirdo. She didn’t like weirdos.
The girl turns over the other way, eyes slowly peeling open as her vision focuses on what stands in front of her.
A man..? A musty, strange looking man. Where the hell is she, a sewer? Who dies and ends up reincarnated in a sewer!?
She sits up, rubbing her eyes. “God,” she murmurs, “it feels like I just died.”
“You did die,” a voice perks up and her head turns straight at him, “at least that’s what I believe. Your soul is…. torn. I can’t really sense you as I do humans.” He explains, head tilted to the side.
She quirks a brow, looking at the unknown man like he lost his mind. Noticing her expression, he merely gives her an abnormally wide grin in reassurance.
The girl took notice that he was not typical. In fact, she doubted he was human. Fucking weird.
As she goes to get up, a thin wrist halts her. She tries to pull her hand back but is met with an unfortunately familiar face.
Damn, maybe she really is dead.
“Wait!” The boy begged. “Please, Mahito said you could be of aid to us. Don’t leave just yet.”
“Junpei, don’t harass the girl,” Mahito teases, “let her act on her own free will.” He slips down from the hammock. His hand creeps around her shoulder and he bends down, whispering to her, “good girls know when to listen.”
Her eyes widen, craning her neck up to meet eyes with the towering figure above her. Fuck. She’s really in deep shit now.
Out of all the characters she could have come across, Mahito would have been the first. Just her luck. “Not much of a talker? Must be lots on your mind, huh?” he continues to pester her.
“Aha, no. Just a lot to take in…” she looks down to her side with sweat beading down her forehead. Her thoughts began to contradict themselves. Was she supposed to be scared or humored? Then again, this opportunity situation she’s been shoved into isn’t granted to a lot of people. Might as well have fun with it.
“Don’t be frightened!” Mahito exclaimed, grabbing her face with two hands. “We had found you here already, but we aren’t exactly sure on what to do with you…” He trails off, eyes to the side.
She smirks, suddenly confident, and grips his hands so she can shift them away from her face. “I’m to act on my own free will, remember? It’s not your choice on what I do.” She smiles, but it feels fake.
Mahito’s excitent grows. “How wonderful. Taking my lessons to heart…. What’s your name, dear?” He adds.
“Y/N,” she states. Fuck. Maybe she shouldn’t have given her name away so freely to this curse. Ah, nothing she can do now. “While I appreciate the hospitality, it’s best I leave.”
As she twists away toward the light and makes a move to leave, something is shoved into her hands.
“A parting gift,” Mahito grins.
She just nods, gripping the new book tightly as she takes her leave.
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“Shit,” Mahito whispers, his book dropping into the sewer waters. He stares in disbelief.
‘MY FAVORITE BOOK!! MY HENTAI!”” he wails, slowly sinking to the ground. His favorite book was now drenched.
“I-Its okay,” Junpei walks behind him, “we can always go to the book store and find you another one,” he offers with a hesitant smile.
Mahito’s face darkens as he slowly turns his head to face Junpei. His grip tightens.
“Another one….? you mean to replace my dear book…. my companion…. my sole reason for living……?” He has the face of a man who lost his entire life savings.
Junpei smiles, quickly nodding his head, “yeah! We can get you a new one! In fact, we can find you a better hentai book instead!”
“What would you know about good hentai,” Mahito grumbles, “A better one….? You fool… THERE IS NO BETTER ONE!!!!!” He sobs once more in defeat.
“Come on Mahito, what was so special about the last book?” Junpei questions with his head tilted to the side.
Tears forming around his eyes, Mahito answers, “That book….”
“Hm?”
“That book I had….”
“Yeah?”
“That book had my bag full of cum.”
Juju sanpo!!!! :D
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