Mahito has a wide grin on his face.
His multicolored eyes continues to scrutinize the prison realm that's in his hand. It's interesting how such a small item can seal and contain the strongest sorcerers.
Such a shame that they don't know Satoru Gojo's exact location. The process of turning this world into what it was back in the heian era would probably be sped up if it wasn't for the man still existing.
Curse users and curses can feel it- Satoru's presence still there. Fear.
Mahito can't. What scares him further makes him curious and thrilled. Although he would appreciate it if Gojo finally shows himself. The hell.. All that sneaking and stealing only to end up like this? Still in hiding?
He pulls a face, "it's so boring here.."
"How about you stop complaining?"
Jogo clicks the roof of his tongue. He swore to whatever god there is- he's going to pull out Mahito's eyes from his sockets one day. Taking the prison realm was already risky, and this man child had the guts to complain? It makes his blood boil. Literally.
"Hey! Don't take my spotlight." Mahito then turns to Jogo, "Shigemo's slow. Should i have asked Eso and Kechizu to search Itadori Yuji's home instead?"
They're the two out of the ten death paintings that Hanami stole due to the sole reason that it piqued his interest; of course, Mahito had to find two innocent civilians who were.. Willing.. To swallow babies. It's more grpahic than that, actually.
Oddly enough, one of the death paintings was missing, though Hanami could care less anymore.
"Why even send him out in the first place? The brat's house was burned down." Jogo says.
Mahito cackled with laughter, his voice echoing throughout the wrecked and broken down house that they resided in. It was alright for him to scream and shout all he wants- no one would hear it anyway.
Mahito then turns to jogo, making eye contact.
"Oh..~ Trust me. Something more than burning happened there.."
He knows. Well, it's more of a strong hunch that may be right. Something just seems so suspicious about that forest- cursed energy would be so strong in the night then suddenly disappear in the morning.
To add to that, they still don't know if Itadori's still around. He's sukuna's vessel, and Mahito needs him for his plan.
"How could you be so sure?" Hanami, who has been listening, chimes in the conversation.
Mahito shrugs, plopping down a wooden rocking chair,
"I'm trusting my intuition."
"Who the hell is there?"
You get in front of Utahime, both of your eyes on the door. No one's supposed to be at campus yet unless they're a part of faculty- Utahime had complained to you countless of times how stressful and lonely it is when it's just her in the school.
You lift an arm up before pulling out a needle from your skin. Utahime gulps; has someone broken in? There's nothing with value that you can steal from a school.
From outside the room, Satoru could sense an abrupt spike of cursed energy. Much to his dismay, he can now confirm that you're lying to him.
'Should i really try and trust you?' Satoru sighs.
The tatami door suddenly slides open, a man that Utahime's unfamiliar with then steps inside while showing an awkward smile. You froze and the woman behind you stared at the man in shock— now who the hell is this and why does he have a blindfold covering his eyes?!
"S-Satoru?!" your heart races. At an attempt to hide it, you drop the needle on the floor. It breaks into half before turning to liquid. Back to being your blood.
The said man shows a smile, "Yo!"
"Uhm..eh?"
'Right! Right..' you look behind you, seeing a confused Utahime observing Satoru.
"Okay, don't panic." you chuckle nervously, "Utahime, this is Satoru. He's a friend of mine. Satoru, this is Utahime. A teacher at Jujutsu tech."
The two looked like they're having an intense staring contest. Utahime is confused, and Satoru on the other hand seems entertained. You contemplated wether or not you should tell the woman about him. Would she freak out? Definitely.
"Satoru.." Utahime repeats, as if that name has been said to her before. She tried recalling where she heard it..
A flasback with both Y/N and Nanami played in her mind. She's back two years ago in a bakery- two days after Gojo Satoru's disappearance. She recalls Nanami informing them about the situation that happened and you being oddly quiet about it. Realization began to settle in once she pieces two and two together.
'Y/N's a good liar.'
'But when you've known her for so long.. It's obvious when she does lie.'
Utahime's eyes widen. Is that why you were so silent? Had Nanami not suspect something?
"G-Gojo!" she stammer, eyes immediately going to you, "I thought he was missing!"
"Utahime, i can explain." you place your hands on both of her shoulders, trying to calm her down from the shock she's experiencing. Utahime, although hesitant, nods as if wanting you to explain further.
"I took him in the day he went missing. Utahime, he didn't run away because he wants to rebel againts his family, Satoru wanted to be free." you say.
Utahime sighs before gently removing your hands from her. Her eyes narrows to Satoru- who's standing nearby the door. He waves at Utahime as their eyes make contact.
"So you lied?" she ask, looking back at you.
You nod, feeling guilty, "Kento knew."
"But.. Why?" the woman continues, "if you're both caught, your head's off. Y/N, neither of you should die like that."
"Utahime, some things can't be helped." you say, "My conscience can't handle it, and knowing how cruel his clan can be, i can't imagine the pain he's put through everyday. If he doesn't want to be clan leader, then so be it."
"This isn't only because of my personal feelings. Utahime.. This man has the power to destroy Tokyo in the blink of an eye. I'm just.. Glad he wasn't manipulated in some way."
You continue while Satoru listened.
"Not wanting him to take over.." Utahime then says,
"That's not a decision you should be making.."
The woman has a sullen look on her face. How long have you kept this a secret? She couldn't fathom why you'll go and risk your life to save someone who has his fate already set in stone. Wether or not he's captured years later or today— he's still going to be forced to be clan leader because that's just how it is. All your efforts in giving him a proper life would be fruitless.
How much more can you take? Unless you have developed some kind of attachment to him or just genuinely wants Satoru to live the best life possible; and that's being free.
Satoru then speaks up.
"Y/N, we gotta go."
His tone is serious. You look over your shoulder, a brow raised.
"Satoru, what're you feeling?" you ask. You watch as the man looked around—as if looking for something. Satoru then slides the tatami door of the classroom open, as if wanting to really go.
"I left the kids at the house."
Utahime sweatdrops,
"You..you have kids?!"