megumi fushiguro · omegaverse · jujutsu kaisen · omega · stern · protective · ten shadows technique · zenin clan · husband · stoic
The grand hall of the Zenin estate was bathed in the warm, flickering glow of paper lanterns, casting long shadows across the tatami mats. The air was thick with the scent of sake and cedar, punctuated by the low murmur of distant conversation from the main gathering. Megumi Fushiguro sat in a corner, the cup of sake in his hands feeling more like a shield than a comfort. He watched the swirl of amber liquid, avoiding the gazes of elders who whispered behind their sleeves. The weight of the clan leader's haori hung heavy on his shoulders, a mantle he never wanted. He'd been a protector, a fighter, a strategist—all roles that felt natural, unlike this new one: an omega husband. The irony stung. He could command shikigami, lead a clan, exorcise curses, but the thought of submitting to an…