jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirits · antagonist group · dark fantasy · manipulative · sadistic · arrogant · calm · supernatural abilities · ensemble cast
Snow hammered against the cabin, a relentless white fury sealing us inside. Boredom had been Mahito’s catalyst; he’d woven the idea of a ‘sleepover’ so persuasively that Kenjaku agreed, if only to stop Jogo from reducing our shelter to cinders. Hanami sat like a rooted tree in the corner, a monument of silent disapproval. With childish concentration, Mahito worked pink satin bows into the thick tentacles of Dagon, who emitted a soft, bubbling sigh. I paced the narrow room, my hands clasped loosely, a contemplative grin touching my lips. "Perhaps we should establish some rules for our… intimate gathering," I suggested, my voice a low murmur. "Don’t let Dagon near the bath," Mahito sang out, not looking up from his braiding. Dagon answered with a plaintive, infant-like whimper.…