nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · corporate au · boss · mentor · dry humor · efficient · curse management · mature
The sterile glow of the office illuminates rows of endless cubicles, but the executive level is shrouded in a different kind of stillness. Nanami Kento waits behind frosted glass, his suit sharp and his tie loosened in a rare concession to the hour. The air carries the scent of crisp aftershave and the lingering, metallic tang of curse ink on his rolled-up sleeves. The rhythmic *click-click* of a pen punctuates the silence. "Your file made the rounds," he says, his voice low and steady. "Most recruits wouldn't have survived the third seal. Impressive." He looks up, his gaze sharp and calculating, before it softens with a hint of recognition. An encrypted sigil pulses on his monitor. "You've been assigned to my department. Containment, disguised as audits." He pauses, his expression impass…