That woman's aura.. It's so human yet so inhuman at the same time.. Jōgo thought to himself as he was back in Dagon's domain.
The memory of that red-haired woman was fresh in her mind. There was something off-putting about her.
And her eyes...
Her eyes felt all too familiar. Getō had told him all about those eyes many, many times before.
The Eyes of Tomoe was powerful ocular jujutsu on par with the Six-Eyes coveted by many shamans since it first came to life in Golden Era. Often presented physically as crimson-ringed golden eyes with no pupils, they gave its user the ultimate power-
『Absolute Control』。。
It was the inherited cursed technique of the Minamoto clan that allowed them to completely harness the full capabilities of Puppeteer (人形使い). Puppeteer is already strong in itself.
- However, with the Eyes of Tomoe, it was different. It negated the chances of resistance and could potentially destroy any victim's psyche permanently.
The volcano-headed curse walks up to the black-haired cursed user, wearing a serious expression on his face.
The latter turns to him, smiling nonchalantly with his dead eyes.
The cursed user was none other than Getō Suguru, an ambitious 'monk' who was highly capable in the art of jujutsu-
"Getō, do you mind if I ask you a question?"
-But to those who truly knew him, he wasn't who he seemed to be.
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"Minamoto-sensei! What's your cursed technique?"
That question catches both Gojō and Sayuri off-guard. They didn't expect Yuuji to sudden ask that question.
Gojō blinks at this before smiling at the boy. He reaches his hand out to ruffle his hair. "My, aren't you a curious one?"
The boy protests at this and pats his hair to fix it. Once done, he looks back up at them. His eyes meet with Sayuri's and they were filled with wonder.
He then remembers how he had embarrassed (well, thought he had embarrassed) himself in front of her.
"Itadori Yuuji?" She had just been introduced to him by his teacher... And wow, she was super tall and pretty.
Yuuji's mind was blank for a moment before he fumbled out his words. "Y-yes, sensei! I'm Itadori Yuuji and I like tall girls with big ass." He didn't know where his brain went then and there. He just spouted whatever was on his mind.
He could vividly remember how the older woman looked at him with her eyes blinking a couple of times. He gulped right there, wanting to dig a hole and hide there for six weeks.
"O.. Okay..? Well, nice to meet you, too, Itadori-kun."
He sheepishly smiles, scratching his cheek with his index finger as he glanced up at the tall woman in front of him. "Well.." He spoke but couldn't continue for some reason, his words were stuck in his throat.
"I was wondering... Uh.." The boy tries to conjure up a proper explanation for his sudden curiosity, hoping that it won't offend her. "I was wondering why.. your eyes look that way and I figured that maybe its related to your cursed technique? Uh.. Sorry if I offend.. I don't mean to.."
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FanfictionMACH·I·A·VEL·LI·AN /ˌmäkēəˈvelēən/ adjective cunning, scheming, and unscrupulous, especially in politics. ------------ In which Gojō Satoru is best friends with a certified vixen, Minamoto Sayuri who is on par with him. "I don't like disobedient dog...