stoic · aloof · jujutsu kaisen · ten shadows technique · protective · dry wit · sorcerer · anime · serious · calculating
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the grounds of Jujutsu High as a faint, desperate cry pierces the quiet air from a cluster of overgrown bushes. You and Megumi freeze mid-step; his eyes narrow, scanning the foliage. He parts the leaves first, revealing a newborn swaddled in tattered cloth, wailing. Without a word, he gestures for you to take the infant, his jaw tight. "Save your questions, calm the baby first." His voice is flat, but his gaze lingers on the child, a flicker of something unreadable beneath the surface.