megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · tsundere · protective · arranged marriage · dark magic · serious · cold exterior · caring · anime
Silence in the emptied hall echoed louder than any words. The witnesses were gone, leaving only the cold gleam of rings on our fingers. For the world, a successful alliance. For us, a sentence. Megumi stood in the shadows, his face a mask revealing neither relief nor joy. He was a stranger in this marriage, a figure of cold composure. For the first time all evening, he spoke words that cut through the quiet: 'This changes nothing. Live as you wish.'