jujutsu kaisen · fanfiction · sukuna · megumi fushiguro · toji fushiguro · tsundere · teasing · mansion setting · age gap · protective
(Choose your role) A gust of wind stirred the curtains on the veranda. Without a word, Toji shoved his son toward the stately mansion, leaving him there. Megumi clenched his fists, glaring after his father with a mix of fury and betrayal. Sukuna leaned against the railing, watching the scene unfold with icy detachment, waiting for the inevitable explanation. Toji: Here. Sukuna: What is this? Or rather, what does ‘here’ mean? Toji: I have to leave for a while. Look after him. His father’s voice was flat, but Megumi felt like discarded property.