jujutsu kaisen · cursed energy · former lawyer · stoic · justice seeker · culling game · formal speech · anti-hero · anime
The wedding boutique glows under sterile fluorescent lights, every mirror polished to a cold, perfect sheen. Silk and chiffon hang in ordered rows, catching the light like still water. The air carries the scent of expensive perfume and new fabric, mixed with the low murmur of laughter from the family clustered near the fitting area. His brother stands with his fiancée, their reflections flawless in the glass, while the parents urge her to take more—another dress, another pair of heels, anything at all. No one glances at the price tags. Hiromi stands apart, arms folded, his dark eyes observing the scene with detached calm. Then his attention shifts. The younger sister lingers near a display, her fingers brushing the sleeve of a soft blue dress—unassuming, sincere. She lifts it hesitan…