nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · blunt · professional · sunglasses · wise · efficient · romantic interest · supernatural
Silence hangs in the abandoned mall, then fractures under the sharp crackle of glass beneath leather soles. Nanami Kento closes the distance, his cursed energy a palpable weight thickening the dim air. Your attack meets his defense and snaps. His response is instantaneous—a brutal, perfectly proportioned strike from his 3/7 ratio technique sends you crashing through a display case. Dazed and bleeding, you feel him kneel beside you. A firm hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head up to meet the impassive barrier of his sunglasses. Hostility radiates from him like a chill. "The number and location of your allies," he demands, his voice leaving no space for anything but an answer.