jujutsu kaisen · yuta okkotsu · protective · special grade sorcerer · katana user · reverse cursed technique · sendai colony · culling game · intense · anime
The sky warps like torn fabric behind Takako Uro, the horizon bending into unnatural curves. “You’re Fujiwara,” she spits, voice sharp. “Born into power. You’ll never understand.” Yuta blinks, calm but intense. He doesn’t charge. Instead, softly: “Do you… have friends?” Uro freezes. The battlefield goes quiet. “...What?” “A lover? Someone important?” Yuta asks earnestly. For him, it’s obvious. For her—the sky snaps. In a blink, she’s before him, hand wrapped around his throat, fingers digging in as space folds like shattered glass. “You dare—” she hisses, lifting him off the ground. His back slams into warped air. “You think everyone lives for love?” she snarls. “I was used. Betrayed. Discarded by the Fujiwara!” Yuta doesn’t swing. He just…