𝐋 𝐈 𝐆 𝐇 𝐓 𝐒 | Gojo Satoru

0.13 | 'inverted spear of heaven'

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"Somewhere?" Akari languidly blinks from the kiss' intensity once more and exhales deeply to catch her breath.

"You wouldn't want everyone to see us?"
Satoru continues to cockly sneers as his hand dove under her petite body, and hoists her up, almost cradling her, so they could so stand up. The brunette was startled and flabbergasted on how he has lifted her with ease. She has never been held like that before.

"I would like to show you somewhere first." He murmurs as their bodies are still aligned. "Our last tour spot of the day."

"And that is?" Akari softly asks, allowing him to hold her without a single resistance nor protest .

"It is the temple where Oda Nobunaga died."

Akari pulls away upon hearing this, gazing at his tall frame in confusion with her hands on his abdominals.
"But the temple is — "

"burnt down?" Satoru raises a perfect brow, "There is a replica. The remains of your ancestor were never found at all since he was burnt into ashes."

The brunette gets away from him to hug herself and ponder in thought. "I don't know if I should tell you this too..." she warily speaks.

She still doesn't trust me, huh?

"Does it have to do with the White Phoenix you mentioned earlier?"

He knew he is right the moment her eyes collided toward his own. Satoru sighs, scratching the back of his neck, "I usually hate repeating myself, doll but I'll say it again. I won't report anything to the higher ups nor my sensei."

"Of course you won't" Akari blandly replies, "unless you're from three jujutsu sorcerer families, Gojo Satoru."

For the first time, he is surprised for woman like her to be so intuitive, but he returns back to his mischievous demeanor. "Oh? You figured it out?"

"More or less." Akari shows him his Jujutsu ID card casually with her arms across her perfect bosom, "You left this inside your school jacket that you let me borrow yesterday."

"So you knew Im from the Gojo Family from the start. Why did you ask me which family I belong to?" He cocks his head to side with his hands inside his trouser's back pockets.

"Lets go to the temple, shall we?" she threw his ID at him like a shriuken, which he catched in ease with his slender fingers. Satoru was taken back on her good flex and flick from a feeble girl. He get taken back when she says: "Im sure you know where is it at." before winking and walking away.

The Gojo prodigy chuckles; he puts his identification away and takes long casual strides after her lovely shadow.

Before they knew it, they arrived and stand right in front it. The Honnō-ji Temple.

Their facial experessions are emotionless as they weren't bothered by the lively crowd surrounding the area with foreigners and Japanese people coming, going, chattering and seeing at the location.