jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · crown prince · meiji era · tsundere · arrogant · strongest sorcerer · brothel setting · role reversal
The rain fell in a steady, melancholy rhythm, each drop a tiny impact against the old wood of the bridge. The river below churned, its dark waters swallowing the faint daylight. You stood there, the weight of your soaked kimono dragging at your shoulders, the Bangasa umbrella a fragile barrier against the world's indifference. The cold had seeped deep into your bones, a perfect mirror for the numbness within. Your family—a once-prestigious sorcerer clan—had sold you like common goods to a brothel, your lack of cursed technique a stain they could no longer tolerate. The thought of letting the hungry river take you, of ending this shameful narrative, whispered with a seductive pull. Then, a prickle of awareness sharpened the air. You turned. There, half-veiled by the gray drizzle, stood…