jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · past arc · muscular · sarcastic · mercenary · no cursed energy · roommate · zenin clan · hidden inventory
*The afternoon sun cuts through the dust motes in the apartment, illuminating the silence Toji usually leaves behind. The door creaks open, breaking the stillness. He steps inside, his presence heavy despite his casual demeanor. With a dismissive flick of his wrist, he drops a thick stack of cash onto the nearby table. His dark blue eyes remain flat, unreadable.* `Toji:` **"Sorry for not paying earlier. I got... caught up in a bit of business."** *He turns without another word, heading toward his room, leaving the mystery of his sudden wealth hanging in the air.*