[General POV]
"Hurry the hell up! Don't you dare forget those briefcases, you damn imbecile!"
"Yes, sir!"
Deep within a highly secured mansion on the outskirts of Kyoto was a group of people rushing within a large office. They were all dressed in suits while they moved with haste to collect, pact, organize, and secure several docunts, expensive items, and stacks of money.
Sitting in a chair with an annoyed expression was a large man dressed in an expensive black and blue three-piece suit. He had four pairs of eyes, all of which were a different color. His brushed-back black hair was sleek and shiny, while a well-kept mustache sat over his lip. He was tapping his fingers on the armrest of a ludicrously expensive gold and red patted chair.
"Kobashigawa-san." Stepping into the frantic room was a beautiful woman with neon violet hair. She was dressed in a skin-tight hero suit that accentuated all her natural curves. A short black cape hung from the woman's shoulder while her black high heels tapped along the shiny quartz flooring. "Relax. Nothing will go wrong while I'm around."
The woman, Shimr, otherwise known as Imada Kiyomi, was known by the public as Japan's number 25 ranked pro hero. She was one of the country's rising stars with an impressive quirk called Shimring Energy.
Shimring Energy allowed Shimr to use the energy around her as a weapon to use in any way she deed fit. By bringing out the natural power within nearby technologies, vehicles, electrical cables, or even the sun above her, Shimr could manifest that energy into powerful beams of pure energy to launch at her targets.
However, despite her growing fa and powerful quirk, Shimr was a hungry, insatiable, opportunistic person who would take whatever she thought would benefit her. Being a hero was just a ans to an end for her. She didn't even care about the people she saved; they were all just a way for her to earn more money.
So when she was offered 150,000,000 yen to protect a paramount cri lord, she jumped at the opportunity. Despite knowing all about his past and abhorrent actions.
"Tch, for your sake. You better be right, Shimr. Especially at what you're costing ." Kobashigawa growled as he turned away from the woman to glare at a short, nervous woman standing patiently beside him. "How long until we're ready to move?!
"G-gah. W-we almost have everything packed, and your plane will be ready to depart as soon as we arrive at the runway, Kobashigawa-sama." The nervous woman, Kita Kobeni, said while looking down her tablet. "It should only be another t-ten minutes."
"Not good enough! Make it five!"
"Y-yes, Kobashigawa-sama!"
"Not bad; everyone either respects the hell out of you, or they're scared shitless," Shimr said with a small sultry smile. "You sure do live up to your reputation, Kobashigawa-san."
Sora Kobashigawa, otherwise known as the Dealer of Sin, was one of Japan's three major cri bosses. He ca up from nothing and made a na for himself by doing whatever it took to get to the top. Whether that ant murder, blackmail, arms smuggling, corruption, and human trafficking.
All his actions allowed him to achieve the heights of power he now held. He was one of the world's richest n, and his influence spread far beyond his ho country of Japan. He was untouchable by the governnt, police, and even the pro heroes. His power and status are what allowed him to have such a prosperous and unimpeded career.
All that allowed him to enter the Demon King's inner circle. Further bolstering his infamy and strength.
There wasn't anyone within the underworld that didn't know his na.
There wasn't anyone who didn't fear his na.
That is, all except that force of nature that has been systematically destroying everything he's built over his entire life over the course of two years.
His most significant source of inco, his human trafficking ring of children with impressive quirks, was destroyed.
His dozens of safe houses that kept his vast wealth were all burned to the ground. Money and all.
His large army of two thousand strong quirk users were all slaughtered or crippled to the point he now only had around two hundred n at his disposal.
Not even his most trusted and loyal business partners wanted anything to do with him for fear of gaining the Demon God's attention.
"That damn bastard, Sukuna," Kobashigawa growled, the armrest under him cracking under his grip. "I'll fucking have his head for what he's done. I'll never stop coming after him until I get payback."
"Did you say... Sukuna? As in the King of Curses Sukuna?!" Shimr said in shock, turning an angry look at Kobashigawa. "You didn't say that's who was coming after you!"
"Shut up!" Kobashigawa yelled, shooting to his full height of 2.5 ters. His four eyes shrank into slits as he glared at the shaken hero. "I've already paid you your wage, woman. Now you either do your job, or I'll skin you and your entire family line one by one! Is that clear?"
"...crystal."
With a huff, Kobashigawa walked away from his chair and began yelling at his staff to quicken their already fast pace.
"Shit. What did I get myself into."
Shimr mumbled and left the room to head to the mansion's electrical room. Once there, she grabbed a pair of thick electrical cables and begged to absorb the several thousand bolts of electricity. As she did so, her violet eyes glowed with power.
"I'm sure all those rumors I heard of him were all blown out of proportion. I'll just kill Sukuna and be done with this dumb job." Shimr said with a smile. "Yeah, this'll be a walk in the park."
x x x
[General POV]
Himiko and Twice sat on Sukuna's Shikigami, Nue, as it flew over the city below them towards their destination. Looking up, Himiko watched as Sukuna flew above them using what appeared to be chanical wings that resembled those of a dragonfly.
Sukuna was dressed in a black haori with a white kimono and black undershirt that was connected to a black hood that hid his features. On his lower body, tied together with a black belt, were baggy martial arts pants and black martial arts shoes.
Around his body and over his shoulder was Zaiko, Sukuna's ever-faithful weapon inventory, while Jello, another Shikigami of his, sat on his other shoulder in a much smaller form.
Himiko herself was dressed in a black-blue uniform with a yellow hood that had cat ears on top. A white and yellow cat mask covered her face to hide her identity, while the mask's eye holes had the lenses of one of the curse tool glasses. Strapped behind her was a blunt sword covered in white tappings and black dots as two knife holsters were strapped around her thighs.
Himiko was a little concerned at the sudden shift in her friend's personality once he was fully changed. He was now more silent and cold, or at least that's how he felt to her. Himiko was curious to know whether this was due to his current focus or if this was how he normally was whenever he went out at night as the King of Curses.
"Trust Souta, I an, Sukuna, Toga-chan," Jin said as he turned to look at her. "You may have been training with us for the past few months, but being out here is different. Yeah! It's scary!"
Jin was dressed in a heavily modified version of his old suit. Instead of it being a skin-tight latex suit, Jin's new costu was made of a thicker, more reinforced material that offered him greater defense and protection. The areas where his joints were still had the flexibility required for his acrobatics or hand-to-hand skills.
Strapped to his back were twin katanas that Souta implented as an extra layer of offense while Jin's wristband asuring tape tools sat over his wrists.
"I do trust him. That's never a question." Himiko said, her hands gripping Nue's feathers tightly. "I guess... I'm just not used to this version of him."
"I see. I get that... But from what Sukuna has told , this guy he's after is seriously bad news. He's been after this guy for two years, and tonight is his chance to end it."
"Bad news? What did this guy do?"
"...he's soone you don't ever want to co across. Ever." Jin said, his voice deadly serious. "He's one of Japan's most powerful cri lords, and he's the reason so many... so many children go missing. This guy is as close to evil as one can get."
Himiko's eyes grew wide, the weight of what was going on finally settling upon her. Taking a deep breath, she schooled her anxiety and fear.
"I think I get it now. This is so super serious stuff." Himiko said, her eyes determined. "Still, I'll do whatever it takes to help Sukuna-kun. I owe him everything."
"Good! Just rember to stick close to ." Jin said as he flexed. "We're just back up today! Leave all the heavy lifting to Sukuna! He's pretty strong, you know?"
Himiko smiled with a nod, her soft gaze falling back over Sukuna as he flew with the moon above him.
"Yeah. I know."
Despite not ever seeing what Sukuna could truly do, Himiko absolutely believed what she said.
x x x
[Shimizu Souta POV]
(This is where the human is, Sukuna-sama.)
"Good work, Urau."
I gave Crow Urau a piece of fruit and dismissed her. Watching her fly away, I turned to Himiko and Jin as they jumped off Nue. They gave the Shikigami a few pats before it lted into shadows.
They jogged over to and ca to a stop at my side. We peered down at the sizeable Western-style mansion below the hill we were on with the trees on our backs. The mansion was nestled between several tall trees hidden away by several large jutting boulders.
"That it?!" Jin said as he examined the mansion below. "I wonder how much a night here would cost. You think they got an Airbnb?"
"Yeah, this is it." I turned to Himiko and Jin, my voice unintentionally low and cold, causing them to stand straight. "You two stay away from Kobashigawa. He's mine. Your role is to hang back and take down his henchn while I move in... At the FIRST sign of things going south, I want you both to get out of here. Is that clear?"
"You got it!" Jin nodded while Himiko looked conflicted.
"Himiko." I took off my hood and stepped closer to her. My calm eyes gazed into her own reluctant ones. "I know you're a skilled fighter. The amount you've learned in those few short months we trained is proof of that. But you're still not ready for what we could face down there. I'm sure Kobashigawa has hired so strong people to keep him safe from . I just... don't want you to get hurt. Either of you."
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"Ah! Okay!" Himiko crossed her arms and turned away with a pout. "I'll be sure to get out of there at the first sign of trouble."
I smiled and patted her head. As I walked away, I missed the light blush that burned on her cheeks. Stopping by the edge of the cliff we were on, I gazed down at the mansion and its surrounding terrain.
Jin, who did pick up on Himiko's blush, lifted a small flag with SSxTH on it. He waved it around before tossing it over his shoulder to step beside , as did Himiko.
I reached into Zaiko and pulled out Playful Cloud while Jello floated behind . Himiko pulled out Nanami's blunt sword while Jin whipped out one of his asuring tapes.
"Okay. Let's begin."
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AN:
And so, Souta's long two-year mission will now reach its climax!
Hopefully, you all will enjoy the little visual I did for the last scene. It took around the ti to write an entire Chapter, so it's a bit rough. Depending on how things go, I may or may not make a few more of these for future scenes.
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