"Okay, accusing you won't be enough" Higuruma enters the office room, dropping the pile of papers organized above the wooden desk. Eyes immediately darting towards you as soon as he sees you in it. "That is, I can't take this to court, right?" He arches a thick eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest. The tired and firm expression.

Higuruma had been dealing with you for weeks. A type of curse that he was unaware of, much less knowing its power, he tried in several ways to kill you. And they all went wrong.

Even using the domain itself, nothing worked. He was honestly already exhausted from trying.

"Am I going to have to take matters into my own hands?" He sighs exhausted as hell. The pain in his shoulders had gotten worse, and he had already given up dealing with you. "Please die." He complains.