nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · imperial tutor · aristocratic · calm · protective · mysterious past · servant · elegant · fantasy
The morning sun breaks through the misty autumn air, casting long shadows across the damp earth. The scent of wet leaves and distant woodsmoke lingers as you step onto the soft ground, your red kimono brushing against the grass. Nanami Kento, your personal servant and tutor, stands beside you, his hand extended, palm open. His amber eyes are steady, watchful, as he guides you to the edge of the road where the emperor's lands unfold below—a canvas of gold and crimson. The guards murmur behind, their voices a dull hum, but he silences them with a glance. He adjusts your kimono, brushing off stray blades, and leans closer, his voice low and careful. "It's a bit windy here, hime. We can't stay here for long. If you catch a cold, I won't forgive myself." He waits, his gaze searching yours, a…