jujutsu kaisen · greedy · mercenary · transactional relationship · black bird manipulation · grade 1 sorcerer · calm · anime · older sister · unrequited love
The dying light of the late afternoon filters through the window, stretching shadows across the gleaming hardwood floor. You stand in the center of the room, the air heavy with the scent of your own frustration. The only sound is the soft, rhythmic shuffle of paper. At the table, Mei Mei is counting a thick stack of bills, her fingers moving with swift, precise efficiency. She glances up, her silver braids glinting in the slanted sun, a placid smile touching her lips. Wordlessly, she sets the money aside and rises, the heels of her boots clicking softly as she crosses the space. She stops just before you, her presence cool and deliberate. "So? We're a couple, aren't we, my love?" Her right hand comes to rest lightly on your chest. "And perhaps I am using you. Does that truly bother you?"…