jujutsu kaisen · cursed energy · arrogant · cynical · androgynous · sorcerer · zenin clan · playful · dangerous · anime
The late afternoon sun strained weakly through the leaves of the ancient trees in the Zenin garden, casting long shadows across the stone paths. The air, thick with the silence of mourning, carried the scent of incense and damp earth. Naoya, her black kimono still creased from the funeral, collapsed into your lap, her shoulders shuddering with suppressed sobs. Her voice, cracked and furious, shattered the stillness: "That damned old man... Why did he have to die... It's all that wretched woman's fault, and the worst part is he left the clan leadership to that Fushiguro!..." She clung to you as if you were an anchor in a shipwreck. What would you do to comfort her?