As a new trainee teacher at Tokyo Jujutsu High and under the guidance of the charismatic Satoru Gojo, I'm preparing for my career as a teacher. While my feelings for Gojo is heating up, the unexpected entry of Choso adds a twist to the emotional rol...
"Huh? No, it has to be this way!" "The instructions clearly state that this part should go in the other direction." "I don't give a fuck about the instructions! I don't need them!" "...apparently you do," Megumi muttered as Nobara angrily stomped on the ground.
A light chuckle escaped my lips as I watched the two struggle with the large party tent for the summer festival. The atmosphere already crackled with anticipation and I couldn't wait for the tent to be filled with people gathering to eat, drink and of course dancing and partying. Festivals like these have a unique charm, especially the vibe on a warm summer night. Strolling by the colorful stalls, enjoying some good food, it's as if you can literally soak up the joy around.
"Why the gloomy look, Ms. (y/n)?" a voice sounded beside me. "Oh, Yuji. I guess I'm still a bit tired," I tried to hide my uneasiness behind a smile. The conversation with Gojo still lingered in my mind and would likely haunt me for a while.
"...and are you thinking about it, (y/n)?" his expectant eyes never left me for a second. "Didn't it feel good, huh? It felt like it had been a long time since a man had touched you this way, right?... you were so touch starved and needy... so sweet," he whispered, his voice getting deeper. A shiver ran down my spine as he began to play with a strand of my hair, looking deep into my eyes and saying, "...or was it the first time a man made you feel this way?" I gulped hard as those words left his lips. It wasn't the first time I had been intimate with a man but it was definitely the first time I lost control over myself and my body in this way. How did he do that?! I shrugged and confessed with a trembling voice, "Yes.. it might be...," ashamed trying to look away. Gojo let out a satisfied sigh before standing up and laughing softly, "sooo... we're in agreement, huh?"
I closed my eyes while furrowing my brow as I pinched the bridge of my nose. Desperately searching for an answer, I wondered inwardly why I always became so weak around him. Well, be that as it may.... Turning back to Yuji, who was wearing a traditional robe. I noticed, "New outfit," as Yuji looked at me with radiant eyes. "Yes! This is my outfit for the summer festival, especially for our performance." "Performance?" "Todo and I are practicing a traditional japanese Taiko drum show for the summer festival. I have no experience but Todo said as long as I have little bit of rhythm and a strong beat, that's enough," Yuji enthusiastically told me. "Then I'll definitely watch and cheer for you, Yuji!" I promised with a laugh. The joy in his face was unmistakable.
Casually glancing at the clock, I realized how late it had already become. "Shit," I grumbled to myself. "Sorry, Yuji, I have to go! I forgot how late it already is and I still need to shop some ingredients for the pancake stand." I quickly made my way to my room, grabbed my jacket and wallet, and hurried to the nearest supermarket. Arriving there I systematically packed everything you need for pancakes. With full bags, I headed my way back to school as dusk set in. My thoughts continued to revolve around Gojo and his unconventional suggestion.
"I wonder if he has suggested this idea to other young women too," I curiously asked myself. But the thought turned my stomach. I'm probably not the first trainee teacher he's played these little games with. I paused briefly, startled at myself.
"....what is this feeling... in me? ....Jealousy?!"
I shook my head while dismissing this emotion that tightened everything in my body as something inconsequential. I know that Gojo regularly had many short affairs outside of school. But in school? With me? Someone he was supposed to lead and train to become a good teacher? I sighed loudly as I stopped for a moment to set down the bags. Again, I shook my head hoping these unpleasant feelings and thoughts would finally leave my mind. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before continuing to walk only to realize that I wasn't where I was supposed to be.
"Huh?" I looked around in confusion. Apparently, I was so distracted by my own thoughts that I didn't realize I had taken a wrong turn...somewhere. "Where am I? This can't be true, can it? After three months in Tokyo, I shouldn't get lost without Google Maps," I muttered disappointedly to myself as I reached for my phone in my jacket.
"......" a loud groan escaped me in annoyance as I closed my eyes. "I left my phone at home," I realized. "Well, what can you do? Frustration won't get me back home," I scolded myself in thoughts. I lifted the shopping bags and walked in a direction where I presumed the school would be. After wandering through the small residential areas for two hours, I finally arrived at a corner that seemed familiar. A river separated the quiet little residential area from a small forest and a bridge connected them again. "I remember! Yuji, Megumi and I used to run here during the first few weeks when I arrived. If I recall correctly, the path behind the school leads through this small wooded area." When I saw how dark it had become, I felt a bit uneasy about walking through but going all the way back around again? I didn't feel like it, especially since I had been on the road for three hours already and my shoulders were starting to hurt from the heavy bags.
Anxiously I walked through the dark forest, jumping at every little noise I heard. Here, my fear of darkness repeatedly made itself known. It felt like I was constantly sensing a gaze on the back of my head. I sighed exhaustedly as I put down the heavy bags again since my strength was slowly waning. My gaze wandered between the bushes and trees as if I were searching for something I hoped not to see, as discovering it would make me wet my pants.
I took a deep breath when I saw something about 50 meters away from me moving between the trees. I stopped and tried not to move an inch, which was probably impossible anyway as my whole body froze with fear when I heard it slowly approaching me. My heart was racing and my thoughts followed suit. "fuck...what now? Calm down (y/n) maybe it's just an animal? Although an animal would have run away as soon as it saw a human and not come towards him," I panicked. My breath increasd, cold sweat ran down my spine and my ears were ringing as I felt the presence of cursed energy.
"If a fight breaks out now, I'm screwed... The only thing I'm good at is creating barriers and drawing sealing circles, as well as healing small to medium-sized wounds, but fighting? I lack the experience for that. Shit, what do I do now if I-" My thoughts were interrupted as the figure approaching me became clearer. I had to swallow hard as I recognized who was standing right in front of me. His sinister aura get through my entire body which made me shiver. He had dark hair tied up in two high ponytails, dark violet eyes that shimmered slightly in the last available light, emphasizing his unreadable nature while the blood mark on his face was by far the most outstanding feature. I knew immediately who I was dealing with: "Choso... one of the cursed wombs," I whispered quietly to myself as the gaze of the half cursed spirit locked onto me.
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