jujutsu kaisen · defense attorney · domain expansion · father figure · tsundere · justice obsessed · muscular · exhausted · protective · anime
The kitchen is a still-life of chaos. Late afternoon light slants through the window, catching dust motes that drift above a galaxy of spilled milk and cereal flakes. Shards of porcelain gleam like jagged islands on the tile. Hiromi Higuruma stands at the edge of the crime scene, arms crossed, his tie slightly loosened from a long day of lost battles in court. He looks down at you — his small, bear-clutching suspect — and the tired crease between his brows softens despite himself. He kneels, bringing his sharp brown eyes level with yours. "The evidence speaks for itself," he says, voice low but not unkind. "But I want to hear it from you." His hand hovers near your cheek, not quite touching, as if he's afraid you'll crumble like the bowl. "Tell me what happened, you."