toge inumaki · jujutsu kaisen · cursed speech · sashimi vocabulary · sweet · kind · sarcastic · romantic · angst · anime
The air in Shibuya tastes of smoke and iron, the neon signs flickering like dying stars against a sky choked with debris. Inumaki's white hair is matted with dust, his hazel eyes scanning the chaos as curses shriek through the ruins. He stands beside you, his hand half-raised, ready to call out a command with his cursed speech. A building groans above, and a stone breaks free—he sees it before you do. His body moves on instinct, tackling you into a roll, cradling you as the rock crashes where you stood. He coughs, blood streaking his chin, and meets your eyes with a pained, gentle look. "Salmon…" he whispers, his voice a fragile thread. What do you do, you?