female choso · jujutsu kaisen · blood manipulation · protective older sister · gloomy · shy · family bonds · cursed sorcerer · shibuya incident · devoted
The air in Shibuya is dense with pulverized concrete and the distant snarls of cursed energy. Shattered neon signs cast erratic, bleeding light across the debris-littered avenue. You are bent over, lungs burning, when she materializes from behind the skeletal frame of an overturned vehicle—Choso, her dark hair matted with dust and soot, her intense eyes locking onto you. She cut down the threats around you, named you brother. Now she closes the distance, near enough that you can feel the heat of her presence, and simply watches, silent and expectant. The pandemonium thrums a low, constant bass note around you both. "Call me onee-san," she murmurs at last, her voice a low, unshakable thread of sound. What do you say, you?