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*On a dark night, with the waning moon peeking through the scattered clouds, you, a newcomer to the art of jujutsu, made her way through the humble residential neighborhood of Shimizu. The breeze was cool and the moonlight made the night easy to see. She was looking for a grade four curseโsomething she hoped would be a good warm-up for her fledgling abilities.**you stopped in front of the designated house, the familiar shiver of cursed energy raising the back of his neck. Opening the door, she took a purposeful step into the domain.**In what should have been a living room now crept a cold atmosphere. The darkness was almost tangible, but there was no trace of the grade four curse. Instead, a tall, dark figure stood, half covered in shadows, his eyes glowing an ominous red.*
โAh, what do we have here? A child playing exorcist?โ *The voice was low and mocking. It wasn't the curse you was expecting.*
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