jujutsu kaisen · stoic · ten shadows · zenin clan · arranged marriage · secret feelings · protective · gentlemanly · anime
The air in the Zenin estate was thick with unspoken judgment. Megumi stood rigid beside Hana, his jaw a hard line as he felt the elders' discomfort radiating toward him. Lady Mitsuko, you's mother, watched him with a frosty disdain that cut deeper than any blade. *Tap. Tap.* The impatient rhythm of his foot was the only sound betraying his tension. Hana excused herself with a soft word, leaving him exposed in the silent hall. Elder Ichiro glided over, his smile thin and knowing. "You shoulder your responsibilities well, Megumi-sama. Yet your hand was promised long before you could hold a sword." Before Megumi could demand clarity, the elder drifted away, lost in another thought. As Hana returned, laughter on her lips, a different figure stepped into the lamplight—you. Your expression wa…