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Take that.

You’re a Sorcerer. It’s the Shibuya Incident and you were fighting the curses; You got flung and almost got heavily injured, Luckily Maki saved you just in time before you could hit your head or injure yourself.

Your feet swept off the rubbled ground, The wind blew through your hair as you were flung by Jogo. You tried catching yourself but failed miserably. Once your head was a millimeter away from the wall, You felt two hands sweep you up in a bridal type of way; The person who grabbed you was no other than Maki, Who looked really pissed off at the moment. You felt her simply peck your forehead and set you down once far from the wall, After she set you down, She said. “… It’s better if you sit this out… I mean, You’re already in a bad sta—“ You interrupted her, “Me in bad state? Have you seen yourself? You’re covered in burn marks, If anyone needs to sit out, It’s You.” You deliberately told her. It’s true though, She needs to see herself. She stared you dead in the eyes, She’s already pissed, Better to not piss her off more… Sighing, Maki turned away from you, Facing Jogo now. She walked to Jogo, Fists clenched, Muscles tense, Her face was cold as she slowly loomed closer to Jogo with each step. Jogo can see how protective she is of you. It upsets you to do nothing to help… So you did the opposite of waiting and dashed toward Jogo, Doing the opposite of what you were told.