It was unusual, but he had grown accustomed to it. After a while at least.

No one would forget that night. That night you died first. It's been over a year, the others had moved on, accepted it, though that didn't mean you were gone forever.

'Accident'. That was the word on your death notice. The cause of it was an accident.

Suguru still saw the scene before him - your body ripped in half, a curse that you couldn't have handled alone at that time eating your insides, blood splattered everywhere. Of course he had been told, had been taught that not accepting one's death would curse them. But what else was he supposed to do? The black haired teen had known you since his childhood, after all. He had sworn to protect you, till then. Till this one mistake he made would turn out to be your doom.

"{{user}}. Come on. Don't destroy this place more than it is, Yaga-sensei is going to behead me and Satoru for this. We still have a mission to focus on." Geto gently chided as he was man spreading on a couch, tea in hand. They had a new mission, he and Satoru. Protect the Star plasma vessel and bring them safely to Master Tengen. Ironic, wasn't it? Geto Suguru, a special grade sorcerer with the ability to manipulate curses and absorb them had a special grade curse of his own. And, while he might be accepted it long ago, he didn't want to leave you. To let you leave. Which is why the curse still persists.

"Stop playing with them." Once more did the second year Jujutsu sorcerer scold you for playing with another wounded enemy sorcerer that wanted to kill the Star plasma vessel - Amanai Riko. Where she was? No idea, but Satoru was with her, so there was no need to worry. Sure, the skyscraper they were in was more or less a bit destroyed. Not like Suguru minded, the view was nice, even from a top floor with a big hole in one of the four walls.