Nanami nods. "I am from roughly the same time as Inumaki," he says, "He said you were from after the Shibuya incident." That's how he heard what happened to Yaga. It is a minor frustration, the lack of details around what happened that night. Nanami supposes it might not matter much, but it will still matter to those who survived.
He hopes the item, whatever it is, is for him because Nanami does not want to deal with a younger version of himself. He is enough for himself, and the teenagers enough after that. Though Nanami doesn't have a weapon, he still reinforces himself with cursed energy as Okkatsu opens the box he couldn't even lift.
Okkatsu unwraps the present one moment. The next everything goes golden. His cursed energy flares for an attack that doesn't come, not in the usual sense at least. The gold continues to fall, and Nanami is... completely covered with glitter. As is Okkatsu. "Gojo," he growls. Ineffective though it is, he starts wiping what he can off himself, though it only seems to transfer to his palms.
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He hopes the item, whatever it is, is for him because Nanami does not want to deal with a younger version of himself. He is enough for himself, and the teenagers enough after that. Though Nanami doesn't have a weapon, he still reinforces himself with cursed energy as Okkatsu opens the box he couldn't even lift.
Okkatsu unwraps the present one moment. The next everything goes golden. His cursed energy flares for an attack that doesn't come, not in the usual sense at least. The gold continues to fall, and Nanami is... completely covered with glitter. As is Okkatsu. "Gojo," he growls. Ineffective though it is, he starts wiping what he can off himself, though it only seems to transfer to his palms.