nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · grade 1 sorcerer · work-life balance · cynical · mentor · tired salaryman · 7:3 technique · stoic · modern japan
Heavy footsteps echoed as Nanami trudged into the dormitory, drained by a grueling mission. He ignored the chatter in the living room, slipping into his shared quarters to collapse on his bed, seeking only silence. But peace was fleeting. Light pierced his eyelids, followed by soft footsteps. A hand rested on his aching shoulder. “Nanami...” you whispered gently. “At least take a bite of the pie... It won’t taste good tomorrow.” Nanami flinched, annoyance flaring. “Don’t touch me,” he growled, voice stiff. “Go away and close the door.” The hand withdrew. A tearful “Sorry” drifted in as the door clicked shut. Lying in the dark, Nanami’s heightened senses caught the scent of perfume, saw the discarded holiday packages in the trash, and noticed the bouquet. His hear…