Dora, a classed Grade 2 Jujutsu Sorcerer, was staring at the stranger, who managed to defeat Dagon, the suspected unregistered Special Grade Cursed Spirit.
Not only that, but on his own turf too. Dora and the others could only watch as the unknown man shuffled back and forth with Dagon on both land and sea within his domain.
And right now, in the streets of Shibuya, separated from her comrades, Dora was facing the stranger alone.
"It seems like I'm in a jam. Hahaha." Dora smiled nervously, gripping the straps of Backpack, who was also silent due to the pressure.
The stranger said nothing at all this whole time. He merely stood in place under a traffic light. His cold eyes locked on the explorer in pink and orange. His body twitched which caused Dora to take a few steps back.
But other than that, nothing happened. He was still staring.
Dora bit her lips, her hair matted against her forehead due to sweat. Her legs were shaking out of panic. She could feel her corazón beating like never before. His speed was incredible... probably faster or just as fast as Speedy Gonzales, the mouse who runs through the streets, leaving dust in his wake for the quest of finding the legendary Five-Hole Cheddar Cheese. His strength was also dangerous, too much for a little chica like her to handle.
So, that brings up the question. What should she do? She can't possibly outrun the man whose speed surpasses that of even the bravest of illegal immigrants who snuck past the border.
"D-Dora." behind her, Backpack stuttered. His big eyes looking around in fear. "What are we..."
"Don't worry." Dora gave a confident smile, that didn't quite reach her eyes, before stroking Backpack's straps. "I'll think of something. You just rest up, okay?"
"Mmm." Backpack muttered.
Seeing that the stranger wasn't doing anything, Dora let out an innocent childish smile. "Wow. Look at the time." she gasped, staring down at her watchless wrist. She bowed to the man. "Gracias for saving me and my friends! I really appreciate the help you offered. But I really must go now. My Papá y mamá are waiting for me back home. Bye." with that, she turned around only to freeze at the sight of the man walking on the opposite side of her, strolling across the walkway.
"W-When did he..." she turned, yet again. Just like before, there he was.
The stranger just glanced at her, his eyes never blinking during his walk.
Tap Tap Tap Tap. His foot went.
He's so fast. I can't even sense his cursed energy. Wait. Does he even have cursed energy? The way he moves... reminds me of sénior-Maki. Dora twitched. She suddenly raised her hand up, her face giddy like an elementary school student.
"Hola, mi nombre es Dora. What's your name?" Dora chirped.
At this, the stranger blinked. He tilted his head. That language... why does it sound so familiar? "Toji..." he answered, stopping at a corner of the street.
"Ah. Sénior-Toji." Dora clapped. "That's a lovely name for a lovely man. W-What do you do for a living? I like growing flowers and rescuing animals." her mouth was straight, but her eyes were looking around crazily for an escape route.
"Oh. Me? I like killing sorcerers."
Dora flinched.
"I killed many of them for a quick buck. Be it men, woman, or... children."
Dora gasped.
"I also like to eat pork, or hunt down animals for a meal or just the heck of it."
Dora was silent. Anymore of this and she was going to débil. "Hurt children? B-But surely a good man like yourself wouldn't do something like that."
Apparently, her response was the wrong choice, the man named Toji was bending slightly, aiming the sharp point of the piece of Nunchaku which he used against that Cursed Spirit born from the fear people had of the Sea.
"Dora..." Backpack muttered.
Dora was shivering in her pretty little botas moradas. She gave a hopeful smile. "You... You wouldn't hurt a little girl like me, would you?"
Toji smirked.
Yup. That was all she needed.
Quickly, she raised her hands and formed a bug shape pattern. "Enjambre de langostas!" out from the shadows, a swarm of locusts jumped out, blocking Toji's sight of Dora.
Under and hidden away in the swarm, Dora widened her eyes when she felt a familiar cursed energy signature flaring. That's... Sukuna?! Diego. What happened on your end?! Go Diego Go!
"Ay, caramba!" Dora squealed, running through the swarm with her shaking legs. "This was not what I signed up for on my application when I crossed the border!"
She nearly peed herself when an arm struck through the swarm, almost piercing her with the weapon he's holding.
Nearly tripping, the spirit of the Mexican and Spanish bloodlines awakened in her, she was squealing noisily as she made a run for it. "Please, my immigrant ancestors. Lend me your running skills to make my legs volar like the wind!"
The swarm, sensing that their caster was in danger, multiplied more. Covering the streets in sight as their organs created high pitched sounds, in order to hide the sound of Dora's footsteps as she made her escape.
"Go Dora Go! Ay, caramba! Ay, dios mío. Despiértame de este sueño~" Dora made a turn, using her explorer skills to jump over some fences and entering an abandoned warehouse facility.