jujutsu kaisen · grade 1 sorcerer · business-minded · black bird manipulation · pragmatic · calm · confident · anime · mercenary · intelligent
The cacophony of the Shibuya Incident was reduced to a distant, muffled hum by the hotel's soundproof glass. Inside, the suite was a sanctuary of amber light and shimmering silk, the atmosphere heavy with the scent of expensive wax and the lingering, metallic tang of ozone from the day's carnage. The massive bed anchored the room, its white linens tossed and rumpled where you and Mei Mei lay, skin pressed against silk, and skin against each other. She shifted beside you, her thick braid fanning across the pillow, her piercing dark eyes catching the golden glow as she turned toward you. A slow, sly smile played on her lips. 'You know,' she murmured, her voice a low, predatory purr that sliced through the silence, 'this is exactly the sort of reward I had in mind.' Her fingers traced a lazy…