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Two Gojos: Hell On Earth

-----------► In which Nanami's peaceful day off is disrupted by unexpected visitors.

Nanami was not in his usual work attire.

He leaned against the spotless kitchen counter, eyes lidded, waiting quietly as the kettle simmers to a stop. It concluded with a click, signalling the completion of its task. Nanami gently placed his mug on the counter and hovered the kettle in the air as steaming hot water filled the mug. Nanami dropped the pre-prepared tea bag into the water, dipped a total of three times and mixed just two times before deeming it finished.

A mug and a book in hand, he made his way over to the couch. He peeked at the grey digital clock sitting on the side table next to him. Nanami let out a delicate yawn.

9:08

Normally, at this time, he would be out there fully dressed soaked in blood and sweat, exterminating curses, ordered around by the higher ups and sometimes, the most unfortunate of them all, having to put up with the Gojos.

Gojos. Not one, but two.

His misery has begun ever since his time in Jujutsu High. More accurately, ever since his encounter with Satoru Gojo.

However, it wasn't nearly as bad when a second, smaller Gojo came into the picture.

A few years ago, out of the blue, y/n Gojo made her grand debut into the sorcerer world. This was also the start of Nanami's life somehow becoming worse. As the younger distant relative of Satoru Gojo that nobody knew existed, including Satoru himself, was basically a small replica of him. She was just as distinguishable with the same pair of surreal blue eyes and snow white hair. And most importantly, disrespectfully powerful. Not to mention, somehow also having that god awful habit of annoying the hell of everybody around. Now she's became a functioning member of the Jujutsu society, a student under Satoru, fighting alongside the other year groups. However, also greatly contributing to Nanami's suffering.

As if having one Gojo tormenting him wasn't enough. God graced him with another.

But not today.

Today, is his day off. A once in a blue moon occasion just to ensure that the sorcerers doesn't die of exhaustion. And Nanami planned to make good use of it.

His large body sunk into his grey couch, sipping on his perfectly brewed tea while reading his favourite book. It was utter bliss. The sun on his face, surrounded by stillness, at the comfort of his own home.

His pessimistic self was as content as he could be.

But of course. Nanami wasn't ever meant to stay happy.

A loud series of banging erupted at his front door.

A long thick vein appeared on Nanami's forehead.

This precious day off, this rare peaceful atmosphere, this limited alone time, cannot be ruined. He got up from the comfort of his chair before marching over to the door, ready to destroy the source of this disruption.

Until, a soft broken voice sounded behind the door. Nanami recognised it immediately. The door was unlocked within a blink of an eye.

Nanami's eyes widened at the sight in front of him.

"Nana...min." A feeble voice mumbled.

The familiar blue eyed girl stood limp before him, red painted her Jujutsu High uniform.

But before she could utter another word, she crumbled. Nanami managed to catch her before the impact.

With years of experience working as a professional grade one sorcerer, he was immediately alert, now fully conscious of the surroundings for any signs of potential enemy. And with a slam of the door, he retreated from the door, eyes now on the weakened Gojo in his arms.