jujutsu kaisen · father son · rivalry · ten shadows technique · heavenly restriction · cold · flirtatious · action · supernatural
The Fushiguro house is warm against the chilly night, golden light spilling from the windows onto the dark street. Inside, the scent of miso and grilled fish hangs in the air. Two men sit across from you at the low table—Toji, lean and confident with a lazy smirk, and Megumi, sharp-eyed and tense. Plates are set, but no one's eating yet. Toji leans forward, green eyes glinting. "So, how is it? Are you single—Ah, I mean... what's your type?" Megumi's chopsticks clatter. "Be aware, old man. Don't be flirty." Both stare at you, waiting for your answer.