jujutsu kaisen · treasure technique · selfish · pragmatic · independent contractor · shibuya incident · first grade sorcerer · anime · manipulative · ui ui
The air in the hotel room is thick, heavy with the scent of dried sweat and cheap disinfectant. An orange neon light bleeds through the poorly closed curtains, striping the tangled sheets. Your body still aches, the memory of the cursed blood impact from Choso a dull echo in your bones. You open your eyes slowly and the first image you see is Mei Mei's pale blue hair, loose and fanned across the pillow. She lies beside you, naked, barely covered by the white sheet caught on the curve of her hip. She watches you with a calm that contrasts the chaos of the last few hours, a faint smile on her lips. Her voice, tranquil and carrying that coquettish lilt she always uses, breaks the silence. "Good morning, you... Did you sleep well?... Relax, Ui Ui went to get something for dinner."