Dark Resolutions | Geto Suguru x Reader |

6: Into the Heart of Shibuya

The bustling streets of Shibuya were alive with energy as the sun began to set. Neon signs lit up the night, casting vibrant colours across the crowded sidewalks. The sounds of conversation, music, and traffic filled the air, creating a symphony of urban life. Miyako Gojo moved through the crowd, her white hair tucked beneath a hood to blend in with the sea of people. She needed to stay inconspicuous; this was enemy territory.

Tokyo Jujutsu High's reports had indicated that Geto Suguru's group was active in this area, using the chaos and anonymity of Shibuya to their advantage. Miyako was here to gather information, but she knew that any misstep could draw unwanted attention. She kept her senses sharp, watching for anything out of the ordinary as she navigated the busy streets.

The entertainment district was known for its nightlife, with bars, clubs, and restaurants lining the avenues. It was the perfect place for rogue sorcerers to hide in plain sight. Miyako had identified several key locations to investigate based on the reports she had reviewed earlier. She planned to start with a popular club known for attracting a diverse crowd.

The club was located in a narrow alleyway, tucked between tall buildings. The neon sign above the entrance flickered, casting a faint glow on the cobblestone street. Miyako paused outside, scanning the area for any signs of trouble. There were a few people lingering near the entrance, smoking and chatting, but nothing that stood out.

She adjusted her hood and walked into the club, immediately greeted by the thumping bass of the music and the dim lighting. The interior was crowded, with people dancing, drinking, and socializing. It was easy to get lost in the crowd, and that was exactly what Miyako intended to do.

She made her way to the bar, ordering a simple drink to avoid drawing attention. As she waited, she observed the people around her, looking for any signs of cursed energy or unusual behaviour. It was hard to tell in the dim light, but she trusted her instincts. She had been trained to sense cursed energy, and she knew that rogue sorcerers often couldn't hide it completely.

After a few minutes, she noticed a group of people at a corner table, their presence unusually subdued compared to the rest of the club. They sat close together, speaking in low voices, and one of them occasionally glanced around as if on edge. Miyako's instincts told her this was worth investigating.

She took her drink and casually moved through the crowd, pretending to be just another club-goer. As she got closer to the corner table, she overheard snippets of their conversation. They were discussing something about a meeting, and one of them mentioned a name—Suguru. Miyako's pulse quickened. This was exactly the kind of lead she was hoping to find.

The challenge now was to get closer without arousing suspicion. She needed to hear more without revealing her presence. She scanned the area, looking for an inconspicuous spot to listen from. There was a small alcove near the corner table, partially hidden by a decorative plant. It was the perfect spot to eavesdrop without being seen.

Miyako slipped into the alcove, careful not to make any noise. She leaned against the wall, listening intently as the conversation at the corner table continued.

"...not sure what Suguru's planning, but he said it was important," one of the voices said.

"He's always planning something," another replied. "Did he mention where the meeting was going to be?"

"Yeah, at that old warehouse near the river. You know, the one that's been abandoned for years. He said it was the perfect spot—away from prying eyes."

Miyako's heart raced. This was exactly the information she needed. An abandoned warehouse near the river—a secluded location where Suguru's group could meet without attracting attention. It was the perfect lead, but she knew she had to be careful. If Suguru's group discovered she was listening, it could lead to a confrontation she wasn't prepared for.

She stayed in the alcove, waiting for the group at the corner table to finish their conversation. They talked about other things—plans for the evening, people they knew—but nothing else relevant to Suguru's group. Eventually, they got up to leave, heading toward the club's exit. Miyako waited a few moments before following them out, keeping a safe distance to avoid being noticed.

As she stepped back into the alleyway, the cool night air hit her like a wave. She took a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief mixed with apprehension. She had the information she needed, but it also meant that the stakes were higher than ever. If Suguru's group was meeting at an abandoned warehouse, it could mean they were planning something big—something that could endanger the entire jujutsu world.

Miyako knew she had to act quickly. She pulled out her phone and sent a message to her brother, Gojo Satoru.

"I have a lead on Suguru's group. Abandoned warehouse near the river. You coming?"

"I'll be there. Don't do anything reckless."

Miyako couldn't help smiling. Her brother knew her well, and his warning was a reminder that she had a tendency to act impulsively when the stakes were high. But this time, she knew she couldn't afford to be reckless. Suguru's group was dangerous, and she needed to be smart about how she approached them.

As she made her way through the bustling streets of Shibuya, she felt a sense of determination. The fight against Suguru and his group was just beginning, and she was ready to do whatever it took to protect Tokyo Jujutsu High and the people she cared about. But she also knew that the road ahead would be filled with challenges, and she couldn't let her guard down for a moment.

The city lights illuminated her path as she walked, the energy of Shibuya surrounding her. She was one of many faces in the crowd, but she knew that her role was crucial. The balance of the jujutsu world depended on sorcerers like her, willing to stand up against darkness and fight for what was right.

As she headed toward the warehouse by the river, she couldn't stop thinking of Suguru—the man who had once been a friend, now an enemy with a vision that threatened everything she believed in. She knew the confrontation was inevitable, but she was ready to face it. The battle for the soul of the jujutsu world was just beginning, and Miyako Gojo was prepared to play her part.