toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · police officer · defense attorney · calculating · cold · muscular · no romance · justice · authoritative
The judge's gavel fell, a sound like a bone snapping in the silent chamber. "The defense may now question Officer Fushiguro." Toji did not shift in the witness chair. His immense form seemed to drink the light, casting a long, severe shadow across the polished floor. His gaze, icy and assessing, fixed on the attorney moving toward him. He had subdued Rob Ferguson with decisive force—a act requiring no regret, only the cold certainty of justice served. The air in the room thickened, saturated with the scent of old wood, stale anxiety, and his own unyielding presence.