The Eyes of Divinity (Jujutsu Kaisen x Male OC)

Chapter 7 | Yuta's Training

On their way back home from Jujutsu Tech, the Gojo family sat in the car. Satoshi and his son Ryuji were tenderly tending to the head bumps they had received earlier during their training with Utahime. Meanwhile, in the backseat, Sairi was peacefully asleep.

As Satoshi manoeuvred the car through the bustling streets, the afternoon sun filtering softly through the windows, Utahime turned to him with a curious look. "So, can you tell me more about this new student that idiot has brought in?" Her voice carried a blend of curiosity and a hint of exasperation.

With a deft motion, she untied her bow, allowing her hair to cascade freely over her shoulders. The transformation was subtle yet striking, and as she ran her fingers through her soft locks, her movements exuded a relaxed elegance. She took a leisurely sip from her bottle of water, the cool liquid glistening on its surface, as she awaited Satoshi's response, clearly intrigued by the newcomer whose presence had stirred up a whirlwind of speculation.

Satoshi stole a quick glance at her, his eyes lingering for a moment before returning to the winding road ahead. With a thoughtful expression, he began to share, "Well, for one thing, he's rather shy. Considering his circumstances, I think it's understandable."

Utahime probed further. She asked, "There's more to it than that, isn't there? Why did you decide to go today?" examining his facial details.

Satoshi sighed and admitted, "Yeah, I just wanted to meet him and form an opinion. I'm glad I did. I should work at Jujutsu Tech, at least part-time. I want to help get this kid's life back on track. I truly respect him for what he's gone through; it hasn't been easy for him."

As Utahime gazed at him, a gentle smile formed on her lips. Over time, she had come to appreciate the empathetic side of the man standing before her. Despite having witnessed the worst in people, she found solace in the fact that there was someone who genuinely cared about their fellow man. What's more, this person happened to be the most powerful sorcerer in the world. His selflessness and compassion were a glimmer of hope in an otherwise bleak world.

Utahime, with a confident expression, turns to Satoshi and suggested, "I think you should take up the offer, Toshi. You have a natural talent for teaching and those kids could use a positive influence like you in their lives. Lord knows they'll need a proper role model instead of Satoru." With a mischievous glint in her eye, Utahime playfully winks at her husband and adds, "Although, if you decide to take the job, I might just have to steal you away to Kyoto instead. What do you say?"

Satoshi released a gentle, barely audible chuckle as he listened to the intriguing suggestion. "Is that so? Hmm, I must say, I wouldn't mind being whisked away to someplace else for a while," he replied with a serene expression, a soft warmth emanating from his smile.

In the quiet of the night, the parents savoured a fleeting, heartwarming moment of pure delight. They exchanged quiet, tender chuckles, mindful not to disturb their little ones' serene sleep. Their laughter, soft and soothing, beautifully reflected the depth of their affection and the overflowing joy they felt in that precious, tranquil instant.

A few days later...

Satoru is conversing with the "Respected" elders of the Jujutsu society. They are disapproving of the results of Yuta's first mission with Maki. "The special-grade cursed apparition, Orimoto Rika, was fully manifested for 422 seconds. We entrusted you with Okkotsu precisely to prevent this sort of thing. There's no room for excuses, Gojo Satoru." One elder firmly states this, scolding Satoru.

Satoru responds nonchalantly, his words laced with a subtle hint of derision aimed at the older individual, "Well, I never planned on making any excuses."