𝐇 𝐄 𝐀 𝐓 𝐖 𝐀 𝐕 𝐄 𝐒 || 𝐒. 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 || 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄||

|𝐓 𝐇 𝐑 𝐄 𝐄|

"𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔, 𝐋/𝐍 𝐘/𝐍,"

The blue-eyed male peered at the woman that stood beside him. She felt his gaze and glared at him before returning her attention to the men in front of her.

“State your case.”

Y/n placed her foot on the figure knelt in front of her, making his body jerk forward. With her hands still snug in her pockets, she pushed him onto his stomach, her boot placed in the middle of his back. His hands were bound behind him, and he winced as the cut on his cheek scraped against the floor.

“As you can very much see,” Gojo began. “Itadori Yuuji has gone through Y/n’s trials with a cool head.”

“Itadori Yuuji,” The man echoed. “Ryomen Sukuna’s vessel.”

“Yeah, and he did pretty well considering,” Y/n said, removing her foot from his back, grabbing the ropes, and yanking him onto his feet. His half-lidded eyes fluttered open as he stumbled to gain his balance against her grip. Blood soaked one side of his face, his eye was swollen shut, and he was covered with various bruises. The front part of his shirt hung low, revealing the cuts on his chest and collarbones.

“What is it you ask, Sorcerer?”

“Itadori has made his intentions clear to me,” She said. “He does not plan to do any harm with Sukuna. He has great control over him, even in desperate situations.”

The man before her hummed in response, leaving the room in silence as he thought over his next words. Itadori glanced up at Y/n then to his teacher.

“Your point has been made, L/n-san. The boy is placed under the joint supervision of you, and his teacher, Gojo-san.”

“Thanks,” She said, before practically dragging the boy from the room. As soon as the large doors shut with a loud bang behind them, Y/n slashed the ropes from the boy. She placed a hand on the top of his head, and in an instant, his wounds were healed.

“You went a little too far, don’t ya think?” The teen groaned, feeling his sore body hit him like a truck.

“It convinced them, so it doesn’t matter,” She shrugged, walking away. “Let’s go.”

“What do you have planned, Y/N?” Gojo asked, falling into step with her. Itadori matched their movements.

“Not too much,” She replied, stretching her arms above her head. Gojo could hear the pop of the air releasing in her bones, the click of her shoulder joints as she rolled her arms, and the quiet sigh she released. A grin spread across his features.

“Surely you don’t mean…”

“No. I’m too tired to fight him right now,” She said as they walked outside. “So it’ll be a little different this time.”