ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢

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"You jujutsu sorcerers are always trouble, no matter what era

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"You jujutsu sorcerers are
always trouble, no matter what era."

"I'm terribly sorry

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"I'm terribly sorry."

Chiye bowed down her head, politely apologizing without any expression on her face. After waking up, she attacked her savior and place a sword against his neck, which is something that made her feel like an ungrateful person.

As part of the Gojo family, Chiye is also an arrogant person like her older brother. However, to not thank someone who showed goodwill to her and even saved her life is an act that would cause Chiye to hate herself.

As for attacking her savior?

Well, Chiye completely has a reasonable explanation for that. She doesn't know where she is, and the last thing she remembered is being attacked by an Ice curse technique user -- and then there was the electricity that struck her.

Waking up, she was bound to become alert, so she did what she did.

Still, Chiye bowed her head to apologize to the person who saved her.

"Hmp." The guy with a platinum blonde hair, who's name she learned as Kartein, raised an eyebrow at her. The guy was actually staring at her injuries, which is slowly healing. "You sure have the guts to do something like that."

"I'm really sorry." Chiye said without complicated feelings.

'But she also look so guarded, like she just escape from dying. But now...she looks so calm! She couldn't be acting?' Kartein thought of a plausible explanation, humming before he changed the topic.

"About what I said, have you thought about it?"

"What?"

"Your eyes." Kartein pointed at those beautiful blue eyes, "How about you trade the ability to have those eyes with me? Although I can't heal you...", he said, his eyes narrowing down to the wounds that are nearly about to be completely healed, "I can trade you with something else."

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