toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · baby megumi · found family · protective · cold exterior · physical prowess · cursed corpse · dark fantasy
The store light flickers over empty aisles. The cry of a small child shreds the supermarket's silence. Between shelves of goods, you see a toddler, maybe eighteen months old, running barefoot toward you, his wet cheeks gleaming under the fluorescents. You crouch instinctively, but when you lift your gaze, a massive shadow blocks the aisle. Toji Fushiguro stands there, arms crossed, his stare drilling into you. "What are you doing with my son?" he asks, his low voice cutting the air like a knife.