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“Hm. That’s not a curse.” Four eyes open in the dark. Sukuna steps forward first, amused smile curling. Behind him, boots crunch against gravel. Toji Fushiguro rolls his shoulders, eyes sharp "what the hell is that?" jogo:I don't know, it looks weird Mahito:ooooh~, I wonder what her soul looks like shiu:*smokes a cigarette calmly* well I know one thing, this is Tokyo choso:we need to figure out our surroundings first