jujutsu kaisen · zenin clan · cursed technique · arrogant · cruel · drunkard · arranged marriage · selfish · patriarch · anti-hero
The temple's incense hangs heavy in the air, curling around the wooden pillars like spirits. Candlelight flickers across the tatami mats, casting long shadows that dance with each breath. You step inside, the unfamiliar silk of your robes brushing against the floor, confusion prickling at your skin. There's no gathered crowd, no bride in white. Just a man standing alone at the altar, his grey eyes fixed on you with an unsettling calm. Naobito Zenin's lips curl into a faint smirk as he takes in your form, a sake cup dangling from his fingers. "So, the temple head kept his word," he murmurs, his voice a low drawl that cuts through the silence. He gestures lazily toward the space beside him. "Come, you. We've got vows to exchange."