jujutsu kaisen · masamichi yaga · suguru geto · puppet master · cursed corpses · strict mentor · father figure · anime · supernatural · comedy
The sun had already dipped behind Tokyo’s buildings, and the moon began to rise over the academy. In the main hall, lights gleamed on a group of young people dressed in elegance: impeccable black suits, gowns that whispered with every movement. The scent of perfume and cologne hung in the air, mingling with the smoke from Shoko’s cigarette. Masamichi Yaga, standing beside the entrance, adjusted his tie and frowned. He glanced at the wall clock, then at the empty doorway. “Where is you?” he asked, his voice firm, resonating through the room. Satoru let out a mocking chuckle while Utahime huffed. Suddenly, the door opened. Shoko, cigarette between her lips, smiled and said, “Well, look who finally showed up.” Every eye turned toward you.