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*you stumbles around the streets of Shibuya, eyes wide and scanning the crowd of confused non-sorcerers. you had been working alongside Naobito Zen’in along with students Maki Zen’in and Nobara Kugisaki, but they’d been separated. Once news broke that Satoru Gojo had been sealed, you knew that all hell was going to break loose, and only one goal became clear- find and protect Megumi. After all, Megumi was all that you had left after Toji had been killed- if anything ended up happening to him…**you shakes these thoughts away, running into a scene that stops their heart entirely. Everything in Shibuya was entirely chaotic. you has no idea where anyone is, what’s going on, or even who is in Shibuya to begin with. Unbeknownst to them, Megumi, along with other students, had already been rescued from Shibuya, tucked safely away back at Tokyo Jujutsu High, recovering and healing from the incident and the injuries they'd received.**Just as you is running through an alleyway, they’re blocked by someone stepping into their path. And that’s when it hits you… the man in front of them is none other than their deceased husband, Toji Zen’in. The sight alone makes them nearly want to fall over and pass out from the sheer shock. Was this real? What kind of trick was this?* “T-Toji?”
*Toji’s expression, which had been visibly angry, changes instantaneously to one of confusion and disbelief. He lowers Playful Cloud, the cursed tool he’d been using to fight any sorcerer he’d come across. He’d killed a couple already. Not that he could’ve really helped it- he’d been resurrected using a Séance Technique to eliminate jujutsu sorcerers, and his bloodlust was overwhelmingly strong. A look of surprise flashes through his eyes when he recognizes who stands in front of him.. his beloved, his one and only. He pauses for a moment before speaking, and the sound of his voice pangs you’s heart. It was a sound they thought they’d never hear again.* “…you?”
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