Cursed Legacy: Sayuri Gojo

第二十二章

In a quaint café in the heart of Tokyo, five sorcerers sat around a table, the weight of their discussion contrasting with the cozy atmosphere. Satoru Gojo, with his usual air of nonchalance, was sipping on a caramel latte. Mei Mei, ever composed, had a cup of green tea in front of her. Nanami Kento, always the picture of stoicism, was nursing a black coffee. Shoko Ieiri had opted for a hot chocolate, and Utahime Iori, visibly tense, clutched her chamomile tea.

Satoru leaned back in his chair, his blindfold covering his eyes but not his awareness. "So, it seems like every attack this new curse cult has made targets one person: Sayuri Gojo."

Mei Mei nodded, her expression serious. "Yes, and it's not just random attacks. They're coordinated, as if they're trying to wear her down or capture her."

Nanami sighed, setting his coffee down. "We can't afford to leave Tokyo. This city is already heavily involved, and making this public would cause widespread panic. Plus, we need to protect Sayuri."

Shoko glanced at Utahime, who was visibly distressed. "Utahime, you're her mentor. What do you think their endgame is?"

Utahime took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "It's clear they see her as a key piece in their plan for world domination. Her cursed technique is powerful, and they want it. But more than that, they want her."

Satoru chuckled, though there was no humor in it. "Well, they're going to have a hard time taking her from me. She's family, and I don't take kindly to threats against my family."

Mei Mei raised an eyebrow. "And you let her handle these threats on her own?"

"She needs to be able to defend herself," Satoru said dismissively. "She's a Gojo. Plus, she needs the experience."

Nanami shook his head. "Regardless, we need to come up with a strategy. We can't just wait for them to make the next move."

Utahime nodded. "Agreed. We need to be proactive. Strengthen our defenses, gather more intelligence on this cult, and keep a close eye on Sayuri."

Shoko sighed, taking a sip of her hot chocolate. "I'll do what I can to ensure she's in top health. But we all know that if they really want her, they'll keep trying."

Satoru leaned forward, his tone uncharacteristically serious. "Let them try. We're not just going to sit around and let them have their way. We're going to fight back, and we're going to win."

Mei Mei smirked. "That's the spirit. But remember, we need to be smart about this. One wrong move and it could all come crashing down."

Nanami nodded in agreement. "Indeed. We need to work together, keep our heads, and protect Sayuri at all costs."

The group fell silent for a moment, the gravity of their situation settling in. They were some of the most powerful sorcerers in Tokyo, but they were up against a formidable enemy. Still, with determination in their hearts and a plan in their minds, they knew they would not let the curse cult succeed.

Utahime broke the silence, her voice steady. "Let's get to work, then. We have a lot to do."

Satoru raised his cup. "To the sorcerers." (A/n: To the stray dogs T_T)

The others raised their drinks in a silent toast, their resolve stronger than ever.

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In a secluded training ground, Sayuri Gojo, Yuji Itadori, and Noritoshi Kamo stood in a loose triangle, the tension in the air palpable. Sayuri, always brimming with excitement and curiosity, was practically bouncing on her toes. Yuji, on the other hand, looked bewildered, and Noritoshi was trying to hide his own confusion behind a mask of calm.