(11) school fights

                                    

                                              

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
Renchoku Girls' Junior High was an innocuous looking school. To Hitomi, the school looked like it was straight out of a TV show. It looked so normal that even being here was making her feel extremely out of place. And being here while guarding the Star Plasma Vessel? That was making her extremely nervous. Hitomi did not let that show though, letting a neutral look remain on her face as she waited for Gojo to finish a call with Yaga-sensei.
"Huh?!" Gojo exclaimed in surprise, catching Hitomi's attention. Since she stood near him, she moved a little closer to try and listen to more of the conversation. She could barely hear their teacher's voice, but her curiosity wouldn't be satiated without listening to the call.
"Tch!" Gojo clicked his tongue as he hung up, frowning deeply. "Lax upbringing at its finest!"
"Don't be like that, Satoru," Geto reprimanded him. "Despite what she may say, after the assimilation, she'll spend her whole life as Tengen-sama in the deepest floor of Jujutsu High, as the foundation of all barriers. She won't be able to see her friends, family or anyone precious to her ever again."
"She's still a kid," Hitomi added, staring at the school building. "Just let her enjoy herself for now."
All of a sudden, Kuroi stepped up and bowed to them. "Riko-sama has no family. They were in an accident when she was little. I've taken care of her ever since then. So I want her to have what time she can with her friends." 
"So you're her family, then," Geto smiled warmly. 
Almost teary-eyed, Kuroi nodded. "Yes."
"Suguru," Gojo asked. "How're the cursed spirits you sent to watch over her?"
"Right," Geto said. "I just wish I could share my senses with them like Mei-san does. Even so, they'll let us know as soon as anything unusual happens."
Suddenly Geto looked extremely serious. "Satoru, Hitomi. We have to get to Riko now. Two have already been exorcized."
Hitomi's instincts had already been kicked into overdrive. Riko had to be kept safe. She deserved that. They ran down one of the many corridors that were spread across the school. 
"Where's Amanai?" Gojo asked.
"It's time for her music class now," Kuroi quickly explained. "So either the music room or the chapel."
"The chapel?" Hitomi voiced out loud. 
"It's a missionary school," Kuroi answered. "And it depends on the teacher where the class will be."
"Satoru, you and Hitomi take the chapel. Kuroi, the music room," Geto stated. "I'll take on the two intruders."
"Got it!" Kuroi said, looking very determined. The quartet split into two, with Geto going the other way and Hitomi, Gojo and Kuroi the opposite.
"Tch," Gojo looked like he wanted to curse. "That's why I told her to let us stay close. That brat!"
"I'm sorry," Kuroi instantly apologised. "I even told her to keep us updated with texts."