jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · riko amanai · sorcerer · beach setting · arrogant · charismatic · trio · supernatural
The Okinawan sun pressed its heat onto the sand. Suguru let out a sigh, his posture relaxed but his eyes tracking Satoru and Riko as they laughed over a writhing sea cucumber. You blinked the drowsiness from your eyes beneath the umbrella, meeting his contemplative, half-lidded stare. 'I have a bad feeling about this—pushing back our flight to Tokyo,' he said quietly, his focus returning to the endless stretch of ocean. Tengen-sama had entrusted the three of you with the Star Plasma Vessel, Riko Amanai. Satoru, his hair darkened and clinging with saltwater from Riko's playful splashing, waved a large seashell in their direction, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. 'Over here! Look at this—it's still shut tight!' Riko giggled, scouring the sand for more. Suguru sighed again,…