Abyssal Sovereignty.

8

As you gradually reopen your e/c orbs, the slight glow in them dimming, you remove your hand from Yuji's forehead, taking a step back from him. Your e/c orbs then search for Gojo's figure, which lands on him sitting on a wooden chair backwards, attentively staring at you with his glacier blue orbs, waiting for you to say something—anything really—about your encounter with Sukuna.

And as those gorgeous plump lips open, you confirm with absolute absolution what he has known all along but hasn't dared to give thought to without your confirmation.

"Gojo, we are all so fucked, so completely fucked," a twisted laugh straining in your throat.

As you gracefully stride towards Gojo, your face contains just how serious you are about your previous comment.

"It'll be easier if I just show you, do you mind?" you say, asking for Gojo's consent to use this specific cursed technique on him.

"Not at all, go ahead, gorgeous," Gojo says, simultaneously lowering his Limitless technique, all while winking at your now near-figure.

With a nod of acknowledgment, you take a moment to gather your focus before placing your perfectly manicured hand on Gojo's forehead. The metaphysical energy begins to swirl around you, your e/c orbs glowing ever so faintly again, as you transition from the material world to the subconscious realm. The room adorned with talismans seems to fade away, replaced by the intricate landscapes of Gojo's subconscious.

As you navigate through Gojo's subconscious mind, you effortlessly filter through your own memories, presenting him only with those related to your encounter with Sukuna. The memories unfold in a format resembling a slide show, each image a snapshot of the intense interaction between you and the ancient curse. As you guide him through the scenes, you subtly sense how each memory elicits real-time emotions from Gojo. Noting a slight hint of jealousy when you show the memory of you whispering in Sukuna's left ear,

Amused by the revelation, you think to yourself, "Gojo jealous because I was close to another powerful man? Now, that is interesting." Mentally smirking, you continue the metaphysical presentation, allowing the echoes of the encounter with Sukuna to paint a vivid picture within Gojo's subconscious. Once you have shown him everything there is to see, you immediately leave Gojo's mind. Sensing that your metaphysical presence has departed, Gojo swiftly puts his Limitless technique back into place. As he looks up, his swirling glacier-blue orbs connect with your breathtaking glowing e/c orbs.

At that moment, a sort of tension lingers in the air—an unspoken dance between two individuals entangled in the complexities of power, emotion, and connection. The question hangs in Gojo's mind, unspoken but ever-present: Have you always been this deliciously beautiful? Why is it that you are the only thing he can't stop thinking about day in and day out?

"Gojo, earth to Gojo, did you hear anything I just said?" you say, annoyance lacing your words, making sure to huff in irritation placing both of your hands on your hips.

"No, I didn't. I was just thinking about how absolutely stunning you are," Gojo immediately blurts out, not at all meaning to say that.

"Oh, Gojo, I already know that I am stunning. I've had a plethora of men say the same thing, except I'm usually naked by that point," you say in a teasing manner, a smirk on your lips.

Quickly adding in, "Not that I need any man to tell me how gorgeous and stunning I am," while confidently flipping your hair that was framing your face.

"Anyway, Gojo, save the praise for the bedroom. It would be bad manners to talk so impolitely in front of a potentially new jujutsu student and speak of the devil, look who is finally waking up," you say as you turn your back to Gojo, not waiting for a reply. Striding back to where Yuji is bound, also situated in a wooden chair.