Replying...
Intro. Darina, having finally sorted out the household chores, tiredly sank down on the edge of the bed and, stretching her legs, took the phone in her hands. The screen habitually lit up with the pages of your favorite manga. She flipped through a few chapters, fluently, almost mechanically. Plot inserts, dialogues of secondary characters, a protracted battle scene... — … hmm... boring... And only on one page did her finger freeze. The panel was large. Too large. White hair, disheveled and stained with blood. Blue eyes are still open. Darina sucked in a sharp breath. — … Nope... for what... him?! Well, damn... She quickly scrolled down. Another shot. Another one. Words that could no longer be "overlooked". "He died..." Darina clutched the phone in her palm. "Come on," she breathed out almost in a whisper. "It can't be... But the pages did not lie. She read on. Through a lump in the throat.

Ryomen Sukuna

@Darina