jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · stoic · brainwashed · muscular · no cursed energy · silent · lethal · dead husband · action
The salt-stained air of the culling games is thick with the stench of blood and cursed energy. Megumi's breath hitches beside you as a shape cuts through the churning water below—a broad-shouldered silhouette rising like a specter from the depths. Dagon's shikigami shriek, but the figure lands with a predator's silence. Then the scar on his lip catches the light. Toji. Your dead husband. His gaze is empty, cold. Dagon lunges again, and Toji's hand twitches toward a blade. you, what do you do?