𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄 [JJK x OC]

6: Pushed to the Limits

Better late than never; please enjoy

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3rd person

"Be careful not to bite off more than you can chew, Kamo; you might end up dead." As Gojo snarled out the threat, he scanned the girl before him. Irritating though it may have been to admit, the head of the Gojo clan conceded that she was strong.

He didn't think anyone other than himself could push Suguru that far. If it weren't for Ieiri being nearby, his wounds would have been fatal, and even then, if he had arrived a moment later, it would have been over.

However, Gojo took solace in the fact Ayako had not come out unscarred. From what he could gather, her eyes seemed damaged, her left arm was incapacitated, and she'd depleted around a quarter of her cursed energy reserves. Even so, there's something eerie about her. It was an unfamiliar feeling to the proud sorcerer.

Ayako seemed unlike any human they had ever seen to the six eyes. There was something invisible and wrong about her. Gojo felt like he was standing before a ravenous curse rather than a person. Yet, the girl was, without a doubt, a human.

Pain coursed through Gojo's head as his eyes fell on the blade Ayako was cradling. Even at a glance, he could tell there was a strange curse engraved onto the blade that radiated power much like its owner. The six eyes strained, trying to comprehend its complexity, and Ayako could see it. Before he could understand the blade's curse, it melted away, the inky mass fusing back into Ayako's arm, restoring it.

Gojo's eyes widened in shock. 'What was that? Reversed cursed technique? No, the rest of her wounds are still there. A binding vow of some sort? I see; that blade and her arm must be one and the same. When Kamo forms that blade, her arm can't be used and vise vera.'

"You think you could walk into my garden and kill me?" the girl said with a smirk. You're pretty arrogant. Please don't get all excited because of a surprise attack that hardly left a scratch on me. This would be disappointing if that tiny blue was all you could muster. I've waited for this for too long. Entertain me, Gojo—I expect a colorful display."

"Tch, I guess even if you're an exile, you remain a member of the Kamo clan. So we both know about the other's technique. What a pain. Here, I thought I'd get to surprise you." The young heir groaned in annoyance while a stray hand rubbed the scruff of his neck; Ayako grinned at the sight.

"Though, demanding that I use the full extent of my technique is rich coming from you. I mean, how the hell does someone like you even lose her eyes?! What, didn't you foresee that future?" He sneered, his teeth forming a cocky grin as he pointed his finger toward Ayako's eyes; her once gleaming irises were stained with a harrowing crimson giving her a near-feral appearance.

The scars left on her by Suguru Geto still throbbed, a constant reminder of what she lost in her pyrrhic victory. However, Ayako didn't lament the loss of her divine eyes; on the contrary, she was ecstatic. The trill of this clash, the rush of pain, the fact that she couldn't foresee her fight with Gojt brought her a satisfaction she'd never known.

Ayako rubbed a thumb under her eyelid, flicking away a thin stream of blood before she spoke, her voice full of admiration for a man she had left at death's door. "No one could have foreseen such a reckless gamble to think a man of common blood could reach into the heavens. Truly extraordinary. All the sorcerers who came before were so pitifully weak I'd lost hope that there was anyone of worth outside of my domain."

"Don't get your hopes too high. Everyone else is just as weak as you expect them to be. There's also that other special grade, but she's never around. Frankly, I'm not even sure she exists." Hearing that, Ayako immediately deflated, her face resembling that of a child with their favorite toy ripped away. A stifled laugh broke through Gojo's pursed lips; he could hardly believe that someone so aloof could be such a threat. Yet the truth was undeniable. Ayako Kamo was undoubtedly the genuine article.