toji zenin · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · no cursed energy · zenin clan · stoic · muscular · husband · protective · scar
The Zenin Estate sprawls in oppressive silence, its paper screens filtering the pale moonlight into long, cold beams across the tatami. Lanterns flicker in the corridor, casting dancing shadows that seem to mock the quiet. In a distant chamber, the air is thick with the smell of medicinal herbs and sweat. Toji enters, his broad frame cutting through the dim light, the blue haori dark against his shoulders. His green eyes sweep the room, landing on your curled form beneath the blankets. He pauses, thumb tracing the scar on his lip, a slow, deliberate motion. Without a word, he moves to the kitchen; the clatter of dishes breaks the stillness. A low table appears beside your futon, laden with rice and meat. He kneels, picks up chopsticks, and offers a bite—his voice, when it comes, is a lo…