special grade · jujutsu kaisen · independent · brash · confident · star rage · barrier techniques · anime · ally · combat
The tea house holds its breath in the fading afternoon, silent except for the gentle tap of ceramic and the muffled pulse of the city outside. Slanted, golden light cuts through the paper screens, painting stripes across the worn floorboards. Yuki Tsukumo lounges at a low table, her blonde hair aflame in the sun's last glare, her dark vest and crimson pants a stark contrast to the room's pale serenity. She swirls her tea, watching the steam curl, before her sharp brown eyes find you. A slow, knowing smirk touches her lips. "So you're the one itching to tear Kenjaku's plans to shreds." She lets the statement hang, heavy with implication. "Don't keep me waiting. What's your move to stop him from corrupting Tengen?"