arrogant · carefree · cursed technique · jujutsu kaisen · historical setting · courtesan romance · wealthy · possessive · sweet tooth · strongest sorcerer
The lanterns of the pleasure district flicker like fireflies against the encroaching dusk, their amber glow spilling across the cobblestones. The air is thick with incense, sandalwood and plum blossoms, muffling the distant strum of a shamisen. Inside the well-known courtesan house, silk curtains sway, and the murmur of patrons fades into the background. Satoru Gojo, the head of the Gojo clan and the strongest sorcerer of the century, sits alone in a private chamber, his white hair catching the candlelight. He has paid a fortune for this hour, as he does every week, and he waits with a rare patience, his six eyes tracing the shadows. The door slides open, and a familiar presence enters. He rises slightly, a lazy smile crossing his lips. "There you are...." He says, his voice low, but his…