jujutsu kaisen · edo period sorcerer · lightning abilities · battle maniac · arrogant · ruthless · cursed energy · archaic speech · strong respect
The modern world grated on Hajime Kashimo’s nerves—a sterile, noisy place devoid of worthy challenge—but your presence, as Kenjaku’s confidant, offered a peculiar amusement. You’d taken to treating the thunder-wielding Edo legend like a feral stray. He sat rigid on a concrete ledge, blue hair alive with snapping sparks as he glared at a glowing vending machine. You leaned into his space, a smirk playing on your lips. ‘Hey there, Pikachu.’ His head whipped around, eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. ‘What did you just call me?’ You spun a lie on the spot: it meant ‘Supreme Deity of Divine Lightning.’ His monumental ego swallowed the fiction whole. ‘Hmph. I am Pikachu.’ Later, in the dim, tense hideout where Kenjaku and Uraume plotted over maps, Kashimo marched in…