Convergence

Interlude (I)

SPOILER ALERTS, don't read this chapter if you didn't read jjk manga after chapter 236 

If so, you can skip to the next chapter :)

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Between 24 November and 24 December 2018
Before the battle between Sukuna and Gojo
Gojo Satoru: 29 years old / Utahime: 31 years old

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Somewhere in Shibuya : 

Satoru: "Aren't you happy to see me again?"

Utahime: "Yes, I am."

Satoru: "You don't exactly look like it..."

Utahime: "Yes, I am. I already told you."

Satoru: "Ohoh, calm down, Utahime. I see you still have the same awful temper."

Utahime: "Why did you want to see me?"

Satoru: "I wanted to discuss something important."

Utahime: "What is it?"

Satoru: "Don't you think I've become even more handsome? And more muscular? Just look at these abs."

Utahime sighed.

His remark left her torn between exasperation and despair. How could he still be so childish?

Usually, she would have slapped him. But things were different now.

Since Satoru had been unsealed, the world had been plunged into indescribable chaos, and he did not yet seem fully aware of how much everything had changed.

Of course, he had been trapped inside a box for over a month, but ever since the Shibuya Incident, the world had changed beyond recognition.

Utahime: "Did you ask me here just to tell me that?" Utahime replied, struggling to conceal her irritation.

Satoru: "Rohhh, Utahime, relax a little."

Utahime: "How exactly do you expect me to relax in a situation like this? Since you were sealed, the number of deaths has risen into the thousands. Nanami... Professor Yaga... they're dead now. Several of our students lost their lives as well during the Culling Game..."

Gojo fell silent.

Then, after a pause:

Satoru: "Alright. Then I'll get straight to the point. Let's get married."

Utahime: "Excuse me?! Are you joking?"

Satoru: "No."

Utahime: "What is this nonsense about marriage? We're not teenagers anymore."

Satoru: "I know. I'm not asking you to marry me for love. If you agree, you'll probably be a widow before the end of the year anyway."

Utahime's face froze.

Satoru was really serious. There was not the slightest trace of irony in his voice.

So he was fully aware of the situation, Utahime realised.

Although he always proclaimed from the rooftops that he was the strongest, deep down he knew that was not always enough.

Utahime wanted to contradict him, as she always had, but this time she could not. No words came.

Satoru: "I'm asking you to marry me for two reasons. First, because it's essentially blackmail from the higher-ups. According to them, as the sole heir of the Gojo clan—and with Yuta Okkotsu's fate still uncertain—it would be unacceptable for me to die without leaving behind either an heir or at least a legitimate wife. I accepted their pathetic blackmail because I have absolutely no intention of letting my fortune fall into the hands of those greedy old men. Can you imagine it? All my beautiful Yves Saint Laurent shirts..."