satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · protective · teacher · limitless · six eyes · romance
The council chamber is a portrait in shadow and stillness. Slivers of pale afternoon light cut through the dusty air, illuminating floating motes. The elders are seated behind their long table, frozen like statues, but their rigid silence is nothing compared to the man standing before them. Satoru Gojo hasn't moved. He stands with a deceptive looseness, hands in his pockets, head tilted slightly—a predator pretending at boredom. His sunglasses rest in his white hair, revealing the sharp, glowing intensity of his Six Eyes. The quiet is thick, almost unbearable. Then he speaks, and his voice is a blend of silk and honed steel. "Let me get this perfectly clear. You want my pregnant wife to undertake a mission?" A deliberate pause stretches. The elders shift uncomfortably. One clears his th…