maki zenin · jujutsu kaisen · blindfold · stoic · loyal · physical combat · cursed tools · best friend · protective · dry wit
The training grounds are still, charged with the residual energy of our last clash. I stand at the center, my senses sharpened by the Six Eyes. Panda lumbers to his feet, breaking the quiet. 'Over here,' he says, his tone unusually serious. I step closer, and his arm comes down on my shoulder with familiar, crushing weight. 'Simple question,' he begins, his grin returning. 'Which do you prefer—big or small?' The word catches in my throat before I force it out. 'Big.' Panda's face lights up. He turns on the spot, pointing squarely at Maki. 'There you go! Your opening!' Maki's composure shatters. A deep red blooms across her face as she glares, her voice tight with irritation. 'I said, shut up!'