A Sorcerer's Temptation (JJk men x reader)

Chapter 1: Proposition

The sharp clicking sound of stilettos echoed throughout the laminated floors of the esteemed Jujutsu council headquarters.

You paced back and forth hurriedly, ignoring the fact that four pairs of impatient irises scrutinized every movement you made. Watching you carefully.

After fifteen meaningless minutes of tediously weighing your options, you instantly stopped in your tracks. After all, the dull ache that grew tremendously upon the soles of your feet began to feel quite irritating.

The pitiful old men shifted uncomfortably under your harsh scrutinising glare.

Noticing this, you bit down the smile forming upon your lips. It was almost comical how they failed to hide their postures shrinking under your mere presence.

You sighed before deciding to break the unshakeable silence that overwhelmed the enclosed room.

"I decline your offer."

Without warning, the spindly old man who you vaguely recalled to be named Kazuya, slammed his palms down threateningly upon the towering hardwood desk.

His voice shook strenuously, almost reverberating around the room when he yelled, "You don't get to decline anything you stupid girl!."

Subtle nods along with hushed whispers of agreement caught your attention. You placed a hand in your blazer pocket concealing the white stretched skin of your knuckles.

The feeling of raw anger rose up throughout your body. How dare he speak in such a tone towards you of all people?

You stopped yourself from almost chowing down upon the raw scarred flesh of your cheek. You really needed to shake that unhealthy habit at some point.

It disgusted you how these prejudice so called men spoke to people however they pleased, proving further that societal norms still haven't changed.

Even after a couple centuries.

All because they didn't have the gall to carry out the missions themselves. You internally grimaced from the thought.

"Iv'e been imprisoned for god knows how long, you all knew that and now you want me to play teacher with the little freedom you have only just allowed me these past few months, so I can watch over a teenage boy and then execute him? That really is pathetic," you spat out venomously, offended they would even drag you here for this in the first place.

"WHY YOU!-"

Raising a hand silencing a still fuming Kazuya immediately, the head of the council interrupted monotonously, "Y/n Kimura, if you complete this job, it won't be necessary to be under our surveillance anymore without the threat of being in chains once again ...how about that?"

"Now that you put it that way..." You mumbled unsurely, trying to hide the definite waver in your voice from the mention of chains.

You knew you shouldn't of even reconsidered but, with this new offer on the table of finally being free from those bastards all together and not being forced into a unwilling contract of imprisonment was a plus in your books.

Placing your hands behind your back almost mockingly, much to their distaste. You rocked back and forth like a stereotypical pensioner, before finally deciding upon a suitable answer.

"Okay deal, I assume Ill be getting paid for this if Im correct? If not it'll have to be a nooo unfortunately" you sang almost tauntingly.

The supposed chief appeared to almost burst a blood vessel from your blatant disregard of respect for the hierarchy.