𝗧𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗠𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗿 // 𝙅𝙪𝙟𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙪 𝙆𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙣

𝟭𝟰: 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹

"You know Gojo don't you...and you also know I'm a sorcerer," You asked trying to keep cool as the uneasy pressure he admitted only increased, "And you helped me randomly that one time. Why?" 

Geto hummed, brushing a few linger strands of hair out of his face before looking back at you. The colors of the city reflected off his face, highlighting the stitches on his forehead. 

"I did only because I see potential in you as a sorcerer. But currently, you're only good for support." Geto said, placing his hand under his chin. 

"Support..." 

You repeated the word, the sound getting stuck between your lips as you felt your ego become wounded. 

"Yes, support. But don't get it twisted you have potential but if you don't take hold of that potential you should just give up." Geto mused bluntly which only makes you more irradiated.

Is that all you are? 

Support?

 You have been training your ass off for the past months and you're still only seen as support?

Why don't you just kick him where the sun doesn't shine take the finger and leave? 

You let out a sigh to help yourself calm down before you follow through with your idea.

 "Alright...I just wanna know how do you know Gojo...and how did you know I was a sorcerer back there?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to get this over with? Asking questions is only gonna make your stay longer." Geto mused, that smirk still ever so present on his face. 

"Just answer my question." You spat with a slight scowl forming on your face. 

Geto let out another laugh before walking towards the couch you were sitting on.

He walked behind the couch, his fingers tracing the leather beneath his padded fingertips- his gaze never once leaving yours. 

He leaned down beside your ear making you flinch as he let out a low chuckle, 

"If you want to know I'll tell you but on a few conditions." He said softly making your skin crawl as his warm breath touched your skin.

"Have you ever heard of personal space..." you uttered leaning forward to create some space.

He let out a light laugh before using one of his hands to grip your shoulder keeping you in place as he held out the cursed finger in his other hand practically dangling it in your face. 

"Since I'm feeling nice I'll give you the finger for free and I'll answer any of your questions, but you have to keep improving," his words come off in a low tone, almost making you shiver, "And if I don't see any progress that satisfies me within the next 2 months I'll kill you. Since there's no reason I should be wasting my time on someone who doesn't improve."

"I'm sorry but that's a horrible deal." You scoffed, needing no time to even think about his proposition. 

"Fine, then how about I give you two of Sukuna's fingers instead of one." Geto proposed his voice laced with a sinister undertone.

You started down at your hands contemplating on what to say next. 

You wanted to know more about Geto and he seemed to have the answers to most of your questions, but there's a chance that this would all take a sudden turn if things didn't go his way. 

Thoughts raced into your mind, did you truly need to know about Geto? 

If you took up on this deal then that would be what separated you from life and death- information, anything, and everything.