Dark Resolutions | Geto Suguru x Reader |

8: Breaking Through

The warehouse doors slammed shut behind Miyako Gojo as she sprinted down the dark alleyways of Shibuya. Her breath came in quick bursts, her heart racing from the adrenaline of narrowly escaping the chaos inside. The map was tucked safely inside her jacket, its edges crinkled from her tight grip.

She glanced over her shoulder, but the shadows of the alley concealed any sign of pursuit. The distraction Gojo Satoru had created inside the warehouse had worked, drawing the attention of Suguru's group away from her as she escaped. She knew her brother could handle himself, but she couldn't help but worry. Suguru's followers were skilled sorcerers, and Gojo was only one man.

As she reached a more populated street, Miyako pulled out her phone and sent a message to Gojo.

"I have the map. Are you okay?"

She waited, her anxiety building with each passing second. The lights from the streetlamps and neon signs illuminated her path as she blended into the crowd. It felt like an eternity before her phone buzzed with a response.

"I'm fine. Meet me at the rendezvous point."

Miyako sighed in relief and quickly made her way to the rendezvous point, a small café tucked away in a quieter part of Shibuya. It was a common meeting spot for sorcerers from Tokyo Jujutsu High, as it was discreet and easy to access. The café was nearly empty, save for a few regulars enjoying late-night coffee and pastries.

She entered the café and spotted Gojo at a corner table, his blindfold still in place but a slight smile on his lips. He raised a hand in greeting, and Miyako quickly joined him, sliding into the seat across from him.

"That was close," she said, her voice low but filled with relief. "Did they give you any trouble?"

Gojo shrugged, his usual carefree demeanour returning. "Nah, just a little light workout. They didn't even come close to hitting me."

Miyako rolled her eyes. "You really need to stop underestimating your enemies, Satoru. Someday, someone might actually get the better of you."

He laughed, a warm sound that helped ease the tension. "I'd like to see them try. Anyway, let's see what you've got there."

Miyako pulled out the map and unfolded it on the table. It was large, with various locations marked in red circles. Each circle represented a potential target for Suguru's group, and there were more than a dozen spread across Tokyo. She pointed to one of the circles near the river, where the warehouse was located.

"This is where we were," she said, tracing a line with her finger. "But look at these other locations. They're all over the city—train stations, government buildings, even some schools. If Suguru's planning a coordinated attack, it could cause chaos."

Gojo nodded, his expression turning serious as he examined the map. "This is bad. If they hit all these targets at once, it would overwhelm us. We need to act fast, but we also need to be careful. If we move too soon, we might tip them off and lose our advantage."

Miyako agreed. "We need to gather more information. Find out when they're planning to strike and who their key players are. If we can do that, we can stop them before they cause too much damage."

Gojo leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the table. "You're right. We'll need to coordinate with the others at Tokyo Jujutsu High. I'll talk to Principal Yaga and the other instructors. We need a plan."

Miyako nodded, her mind already racing with ideas. The information on the map was invaluable, but it was only the first step. They needed to stay one step ahead of Suguru's group, and that meant being smart about how they used the information.

As they discussed their next steps, the café's door opened, and Shoko Ieiri walked in. She was dressed in her usual white lab coat, her hair tied back in a ponytail. She spotted Miyako and Gojo and made her way to their table, a curious expression on her face.

"Hey, what's going on?" she asked, her gaze shifting from the map to the two of them. "You two look like you've been up to something."

Miyako gestured to the map. "We were. Long story short, we just infiltrated Suguru's meeting and got this map. It shows their targets across Tokyo. We're trying to figure out what to do next."

Shoko raised an eyebrow, her expression turning serious. "That's a lot of targets. If Suguru's planning to hit all of these, we're going to have our hands full. Do you need any help?"

Gojo nodded. "We might. Right now, we're trying to gather more information. We need to know when they're planning to strike and who's involved. Can you keep an eye on the school's medical wing? Make sure everyone's prepared in case things go south."

Shoko nodded, her voice steady. "Sure. I'll make sure we're ready for anything. Just be careful, okay? If Suguru's group is this organized, we can't afford any mistakes."

Miyako appreciated Shoko's calm presence. She was a skilled doctor and a trusted ally, someone who could keep her cool under pressure. It was good to know that she was on their side.

As Shoko left, Miyako and Gojo continued to discuss their plans. They knew they had a lot of work ahead of them, but they also knew they couldn't afford to make mistakes. Suguru's group was dangerous, and they needed to be strategic if they wanted to stop them.

Miyako felt a sense of determination growing within her. The fight against Suguru's group was just beginning, but she was ready to do whatever it took to protect Tokyo Jujutsu High and the people she cared about. She knew the road ahead would be challenging, but she also knew that she wasn't alone in this battle.

As they left the café and stepped back into the night, Miyako took a deep breath and looked out over the city. The lights of Shibuya stretched out before her, a vibrant and chaotic landscape. It was a city full of life, and she was determined to keep it that way. No matter what it took.