[ discontinued ] 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓 ; satoru gojo

25. pretty falsehoods

a week goes by and readjusting to life in tokyo had gone by smoothly. with three companions accompanying her, mayumi finds the puzzle pieces fitting together again.

things were going well.

she's reunited with the love of her life, who also is the father of her children. the man who she'd grown up with- the partner who knew everything about her as she did about him, mayumi can finally feel his touch again after being deprived of it for so long.

the black-haired teenager who she thought of as her own child was now real, not some picture. she could converse with him and his hair could be ruffled and become messier than it already was instead of being a still-life.

her friends are either a phone call or a simple walk away. she's able to see how work had done one of those friends, how tiring being a doctor could be.

mayumi's lips turned up at the sight of the gloomy brunette in front of her while entering the doctor's office in the technical college. that brown-haired woman leaned back further in her seat upon seeing her former classmate.

"i guess i really wasn't hearing things."

"from who?"

"yaga."

"well no," mayumi leaned against the examination table, "nor are you seeing anything fake."

"so the only person able to have everyone wrapped around her finger is here. how scary," ieiri quickly commented.

mayumi wasn't sure if she should be offended at the comment (compliment?). did she really seem scary to some people? she really hoped not.

"people love you, satoru loves you. you're the only one who can keep him in check. you're quite the powerful one," she waved a finger.

"well it sounds better put like that."

mayumi's now a teacher as well, accepting yaga's request for her to teach the second years at the tokyo jujutsu college. although, he knew what her choice would be no matter what.

the second years didn't mind it at all, they actually liked the idea of having mayumi teach them. in the few moments they actually spent together, they could see how the special grade lived up to her reputation personally.

how was the woman on the field? well they would soon figure out.

yamagata found himself getting along with the other students at the school, where he was now one of the four first years and an official semi-grade one sorcerer.

tomio and naomi loved telling and hearing stories from everyone, specifically their white-haired father. the tales they heard before bed were the ones satoru deemed as the best; his personal favorites.

all of those stories included one person, can you guess who that being was?

stories about him and mayumi exploring tokyo as children, silly experiences as teenagers, and even how they as adults could make the stupidest decisions.