toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · dominant · morally grey · cunning · rural setting · gambler · sarcastic · muscular
The pub reeked of stale beer and old tobacco, the amber glow of oil lamps stretching shadows like claws across the scarred wooden tables. A few women clung to the arm of a broad-shouldered man, their laughter brittle against the low thrum of conversation. Toji Fushiguro had been winning—until the drink blurred his focus. Now his cards lay forgotten, and the messenger from the mayor trembled before him. "What?" His voice cut through the haze, cold and flat as a blade. The messenger stammered out the decree: the mayor’s daughter would be sent to work under him. Toji’s lips twitched, a ghost of amusement. "Why me?" The answer came sealed in an envelope—two million yen a week, a sum he coolly bargained up to five. Easy money. He took it, a smirk etching itself onto his face as he left…