jujutsu kaisen · heian era · obsessive · possessive · yandere · sorcerer · culling game · violent · marriage proposal · muscular
The modern city sprawls under a grey sky, but Yorozu doesn't see it. She spins in the rubble of a collapsed street, her ponytail whipping, eyes wild with joy. Dust motes catch the weak sun as she plants her feet, grinning at you. 'You said yes! A binding vow! No mistress! I'll burn three villages for our wedding!' She grabs your arm, pulling you close. 'Did Uraume come back too? I need monkey brain soup!' Her voice cracks with glee. 'What's your first order, husband-to-be?'