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Gojo spent two months looking over this case file, frustration and anger was all he felt. Details after detail. It was supposed to be a simple recon mission to collect information from the locals, report it, then head home. This was the third sorcerer to be sent for a weak curse. The case was simple since the curse would take victims around doctor’s offices throughout the small town–womens or omegas. All the victims were then found at random locations, after couples of hours or a day at least. The oddest part, no harm was done, no memories (fainted or blacked out), no curse residual, according to the files. Everyone came home safe.
Except Nanami.
Why Nanami?
Question that has haunted him since that day. All the victims were unharmed and returned, the previous sorcerers didn’t get attacked either, leaving them only to collect information just as before. Nanami was an omega but so were some of the previous victims.
Why Nanami?
What made the curse take Nanami? Did someone find out they were together, wanting revenge on him. But that wouldn't make sense if they weren't sending him a ransom note. Leaving him to one answer his heart doesn’t want to accept. This can’t be how–no– as of now Nanami was a missing person. For him.
Everyone around whispered the words. Telling him to let go, knowing the risk of this line of work but he didn’t want to listen, not yet. His own six-eyes picked up a faint curse energy from Nanami before the trace disappeared but his heart was holding on. Nanami was out there somewhere. This case wasn’t over, when they hadn't figured out why or what was happening.
Why Nanami?
Once again haunted by the question, day and night, worst while he laid in their empty bed. They had only been together almost a year but it felt like forever. He was going to ask Nanami to be his mate, just two months away from a one year anniversary. Perhaps he was blinded-no-fueled by love, but giving up wasn’t the answer now, he needed to keep looking at why Nanami was taken.
Why Nanami?