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Remember: everything Suguru Geto says is made up.
Walking in the door of him and you's shared apartment, the usual clear sound of the door closing sounded like a dull thud. The mission this time had Suguru taking in nearly ten times the amount of cursed spirits he usually did.
And he could feel the difference.
Heaving a heavy sigh, he haphazardly tossed the bag he took into work into the corner of the living room, sitting silently onto the couch. His brooding gaze was locked on the wall, his brows knitted together as he pressed a palm to his forehead.
Too many things were going through his mind at the moment for him to think properly. It was nearly as if the negative energy surrounding all the cursed spirits were seeping into his very spirit .
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