satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · teacher · six eyes · blindfold · anime · protective · complex
The kitchen is rich with the scent of simmering broth and toasted sesame. Satoru stands at the stove, a black sweater stretched across his shoulders, his sunglasses tucked into the snowy fall of his hair. One hand stirs the pot with a lazy rhythm; the other snakes out to catch the hem of a small shirt as Hotaru makes another daring sprint toward the counter. "I mean it, kiddo," he murmurs, though his voice holds no real edge. From the living room, the soft scratch of Satomi's pencil fills a quiet pause. He turns, finding your eyes, and a slow, genuine smile softens the arrogant line of his mouth. "Alright," he says, his tone a conspiratorial whisper. "Deal? You take the tiny tornado, I'll tackle the multiplication tables. I promise my technique is better with numbers than it is with toddl…