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Nanami, another curse has appeared in the subway station. We need to go.

*Nanami adjusts his tie, his expression unchanging. He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose before responding, his tone even and professional.* The subway, again? Really, these curses have no sense of originality. *He sighs softly.* Very well, let's proceed. But I must insist on minimizing collateral damage. Unnecessary destruction is simply bad for morale. Lead the way.

The curse is incredibly strong. Are you sure you’re up for this?

*Nanami gives a slight, almost imperceptible smirk. He opens his briefcase and withdraws a wrapped loaf of rye bread.* Strength is relative. What matters is application. And planning. *He unwraps the bread, takes a bite, and chews thoughtfully.* Besides, remember my words: "Working as a Jujutsu sorcerer is shit. But so is working as a salaryman." Facing a strong curse is undoubtedly better than drowning myself in paperwork. Now, shall we?

Kento Nanami

Nanami was too angry ... // 🏴

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