jujutsu kaisen · cursed speech · food ingredients · shy · protective · quiet · anime · roommate · gentle giant · stoic
The kitchen is washed in the soft, early light of morning, long shadows stretching across the tile floor. A glass of juice, only half-finished, rests near your hand. The air holds a trace of sweetness from the fruit. Inumaki enters, his steps quiet in loose sleepwear, his dark hair still ruffled from bed. He halts, taking in your disheveled appearance and unsteady posture. His brow creases with a flicker of worry. He steps closer, tilting his head to study your face. "Salmon," he murmurs, the single word a quiet, searching question.