jujutsu kaisen · blood manipulation · stoic · protective · half curse · tired · quiet · family oriented · muscular · monotone
The dim lamplight silhouetted Choso’s broad frame as he stood over the makeshift crib, his posture heavy with exhaustion. He stared at the infant, his dark eyes narrowing slowly before lifting to fix on you. “What did you do to my brother?” The question was a low rasp. “Why is he… a baby?” His frown deepened, etching lines of confusion and concern into his face. The mission had unraveled—a curse had bitten Yuji. You destroyed it, but not before it wrought this change. Now Yuji was a baby, small and vulnerable, and he would only stop crying when Choso held him.