Every year to celebrate the success of the jujutsu sorcerers, a small feast is held in a large gallery in Central Tokyo for the students and teachers of jujutsu High. It is always held around November, when the snow begins to fall and people feel more excited about Christmas and the new year, so curses are less active.
It was exactly that time, November 15th to be exact, and the night of the feast. Shizu wasn't sure on going at first, but yumie wouldn't stop talking about how amazing the art was and the architecture and even buying him a suit that he felt like it would be a dishonour on her to not go at all. However he had heard no word from her in hours and it was getting to 6pm, earlier in the day she stated she may be late due to overload of work, but this was something she was so excited for - surely she would slack off a little work to have one of the best nights off of the year.
"Oi! Shizu!" Shizu turns at the sound of a female voice with hope, however she had short auburn hair and was accompanied by megumi and yuji, it was nobara, not the woman he wanted to see so badly.
"Looking smart dude!" Yuji walks over and pats him on the back. Yumie had chosen a suit she felt would bring out his eyes the most, it was a black suit with deep blue satin detailing on the jacket that tinted it navy, it was perfect for him. He nodded in thanks, still worried about yumie in the back of his mind.
"If you're worried about Yumie Sensei, don't be, she said she would catch us up at the venue" As if reading his mind, megumi reassures shizu that yumie would be attending.
The four of them head out in the car, being driven to the venue. The blanket of the dark night had settled over Tokyo, and the golden lights began to glisten into the car as they passed by. Once they arrived, they gasped in shock realising how nice the venue was, it was a very high end gallery indeed, with its high pillars and marble floors. Everyone had gathered in the main lobby before a voice spoke up.
"Feel free to explore the gallery and take in the artworks, but please be seated in the main hall for the feast in an hour!" Gojo spoke over everyone at the bottom of a grand staircase, pointing to the door closest.
Time passed by and shizu began to worry again, she hadn't arrived and he has circled the gallery multiple times in the hopes he'd find her, but there was no luck. There wasn't enough time and the feast had begun, everyone had their places and names set on the table, Shizu was surrounded by his friends, megumi, nobara, itadori, inumaki, maki, etc. Yet the seat next to him was empty, it had her name on it.
"Well I sure hope I'm not late~ zuzu~" a voice pricks his ears like a venomous snake, he stands from his seat and turns as fast as he could.
There she was. He couldn't help but stare. She has her hair tied up with the usual two front pieces sticking out, she was wearing black heels with red bottoms and a blood red dress. The dress was perfect, it fit her figure perfectly, the slit nearly hit her hip. She stood there with such elegance.
"Are you going to stand there all day or are you going to pull a chair out for a lady?" She taunts, walking by him, ensuring she moves just like she always does, python like, slowly, menacingly, teasing him as she sits onto the chair he pulls out for her.
Everyone gets chatting, food comes out and everyone is happy and eating. Shizu is caught staring at her, she giggles and places a hand on his thigh. "Sorry I'm late honey, I wanted to look perfect" she smiles with her fangs, gliding her hand up his leg and squeezing.
"Mmmf~" shizu muffles out,causing yumie to release her grip on him. "Now, now. We can't have you drawing attention to us can we?" Shizu can only nod, god could only describe how much he wanted her after seeing her in that dress. He can feel his dick pulse against his pants just from looking at her.
