The air inside the abandoned manor was thick with the stench of decay, the dim moonlight barely penetrating the boarded-up windows. You moved cautiously alongside Mei Mei and Utahime, your fingers twitching with unease. The reports had been grim—children disappearing without a trace, their final screams echoing through the walls before silence swallowed them whole.

The moment you stepped past the threshold, the heavy doors slammed shut behind you. A suffocating force pressed against your chest as a sinister laughter echoed from the depths of the house. The curse had been waiting.

Then, chaos.

Gojo arrived like a wrecking ball, and in true Gojo fashion, he completely disregarded the structural integrity of the building. The mansion cracked, groaned, and then collapsed in on itself. You had been so close to escaping, but now, here you were—pinned under a massive chunk of debris. Dust filled your lungs as you struggled to move, your body aching from the impact.

And then, you heard him.

A heavy boot landed on a large rock near your head. "I'm here to save you," Gojo cooed in that insufferable sing-song tone.

You squinted up at him through the dust, only to see the glint of his sunglasses as he crouched down, a smug smirk tugging at his lips.

"You cryin'?" he teased, his voice laced with mock sympathy.

Your glare was sharp enough to cut through steel. Before you could retort, Mei Mei spoke up, her voice as cool as ever.

"If I was crying, would you console me? I'd certainly appreciate that."

Gojo barely spared her a glance. "Nah, you wouldn't cry, Mei-san. You're strong." His attention remained fixed on you, his smirk widening.

Mei Mei hummed. "Is that so?" You gritted your teeth. This was going to be a long day.