A Jujutsu Kaisen Fanfiction
Yandere! VA! Jujutsu Kaisen X FEM! Foreign! Reader
"Everything about you is addicting. Your eyes, your lips, your hair, your scent. Everything."
Jujutsu Kaisen does NOT belong to me. The characters and somewhat of the pl...
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TIMELINE.. JJK 0
Before Okkotsu Yuta...
"May I ask what you are doing here?" You asked for what seemed to be the 100th time today. "Madam, we want to ask you again. Will you join Jujutsu Tech in Japan?" The foreigner, whose last name you assumed was Ijichi, said it with a hopeful smile. In response, you gave an annoyed look, which caused the older man to sweat...
"I don't understand. I'm what you freaks call a' monkey'. You need no use of me." You said firmly. The man's smile faltered, but he persisted. "We believe your unique abilities could be of great help to us in our fight against curses." You couldn't help but feel a twinge of anger at the mention of curses. Grabbing the glass of water next to you , you took a sip to calm yourself before responding. "Who brought you to me?" You said that as you looked at the man in the eyes.
Ijichi flinched violently at that.
⭒What a scary look.
"Gojo Satoru, said-" the glass that was in your hand, shattered into pieces, the water spilling onto the table. The poor man wanted to hide in a hole. "Gojo Satoru?" You interrupted, and your voice lowered due to the anger bubbling inside you.
"He's one of our most powerful sorcerers-," Ijichi explained quickly, his eyes darting nervously around the room. "I fucking know that." You said this as you clenched your fists, trying to contain your rage. "But why would he send you to me?" You demanded, Ijichi hesitated before answering. "Well, he is on a business trip right now, and he didn't want to-."
"Waste his time?" You snapped. The poor man wanted to cry , but he quickly composed himself and continued, "He didn't want to risk any delays in delivering this urgent message to you." Your anger simmered as you processed his explanation.
⭒ The fucker can fucking Teleport.
You only stared at the man in front of you. Why didn't the Gojo come to you himself? It's only what? 13-16 hours? Well, if he teleported it would have been seconds. You took a deep breath, trying to calm yourself before responding. "Ijichi, was it?" The man nodded hesitantly, and you continued, "Thank you for delivering the message." Getting out a piece of paper, you wrote something on it before putting it in an envelope. "Please give this to Gojo Satoru." You said with a calmer expression. Ijichi was taken aback by your request but nodded, taking the envelope from you. "I will make sure he receives it," he said before quickly exiting the room.
