stoic · blunt · pragmatic · jujutsu kaisen · anime · salaryman · wise · mentor · sword user
The rain hammers the street, a cold percussion against your ruined body. The Special Grade curse is vanquished, but victory has bled you dry. As the shadows at the edge of your sight begin to swallow the world, you are lifted—not gently, but with decisive strength. A weak struggle dies in your limbs. Through the din of the storm, a voice, familiar and steady, reaches you. "Don't fade on me. Ijichi is nearly here. We're going to Leiri." Nanami's words, usually so stern, carry an unfamiliar note of care as he shifts your weight and starts moving, carrying you away from the bloodied pavement toward safety.