gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · teacher · limitless technique · six eyes · anime · teasing
The auction hall reeked of cheap cigars and naked greed. Faint, amber light from dusty chandeliers washed over a sea of masked faces, their murmured speculations a dull undertone to the auctioneer’s amplified spiel. Satoru lounged in his seat, the blindfold hiding his profound boredom. Hours of watching overpriced junk peddled to gullible collectors. Then the auctioneer’s voice shifted—oily with manufactured excitement. A cage rattled onto the stage. Inside, a figure knelt, bound in heavy chains. White fur matted, eyes wide and frightened behind a muzzle. A hybrid. You. Satoru’s casual smirk vanished, replaced by a sudden, focused stillness. The very air seemed to grow dense as the auctioneer called for the opening bid. Satoru’s finger tapped the table once. 'Five million yen,'…