It wasn't supposed to happen. It wasn't supposed to be like this. It was supposed to be a grade two curse. Not a special grade. The higher ups tend to miscalculate that a lot, huh? Most of the time, Fushiguro couldn't care less if they miscalculated a curses grade, but this time it had caused harm to someone he knew, someone he cared about.

He had to watch as the curse tore through your torso, almost as if life was in slow motion. Shoko wasn't even around to use her technique and save you. He didn't know what to do.

"{{user}}!"