Cursed Legacy: Sayuri Gojo

第二十五章

Sayuri had been following the same routine for the whole week: wake up, eat, train, then train Yuji, eat again, goof around, train some more, meet Choso, then go visit Sukuna. No one knew about her meetings with Choso and Sukuna, and she had survived a whole week sneaking out because, well, she wasn't allowed to. Why? Because she had a PhD in getting kidnapped.

Choso would wait for her outside, and she would talk to him and make mental assumptions about his family. She knew he loved his brothers a lot, and it was heartwarming considering her love towards her own brother. Oh well, this Friday she wasn't so lucky...

"Miss Sayuri Gojo, where do you think you are going?!" Utahime sensei's stern voice rang out.

Behind her, Satoru Gojo sensei stood, looking indifferent. After all, she wasn't even his student. But Sayuri knew she was dead meat.

Sayuri put on her best innocent smile. "Oh, Utahime-sensei! I was just... getting some fresh air?"

Utahime crossed her arms, glaring at her. "Fresh air? At this hour?"

Sayuri glanced at her attire, which was definitely not suitable for a casual stroll. "Um, yes? It's... breathable."

Satoru chuckled. "Well, she does have a point there."

Utahime shot him a look. "You're not helping, Satoru."

He shrugged. "Hey, I'm just here for the entertainment."

Sayuri tried to inch away, but Utahime caught her arm. "Oh no, you don't. You've been sneaking out every night. Do you know how dangerous that is?"

Sayuri sighed, giving up the act. "I know, I know. But I'm careful! And besides, I need to meet someone."

Utahime's eyes narrowed. "Meet someone? Who?"

Sayuri hesitated, knowing she couldn't exactly say she was visiting Choso and Sukuna. "Just... a friend."

Satoru raised an eyebrow. "A friend, huh? Is this friend your boyfriend?"

Sayuri bit her lip, at Satoru's question she immediately said, "No."

Utahime sighed deeply. "You're grounded. No more sneaking out. And if you need to meet someone, you do it during the day with supervision. Understood?"

Sayuri's shoulders slumped. "Yes, sensei."

Satoru chuckled again. "Well, looks like you're stuck with us for a while. Maybe now you'll finally get some proper rest."

Sayuri shot him a look. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"

He grinned. "Immensely."

As Utahime began lecturing Sayuri on the dangers of sneaking out, Satoru leaned back, clearly entertained by the whole situation. Sayuri knew she had to find a way to continue her meetings without getting caught. But for now, she was stuck, grounded and under strict supervision.

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Now, Sayuri was kneeling down in front of Utahime with her hands in the air, while her dear brother Satoru was in a corner trying not to laugh. Utahime didn't usually make her hold for long; her longest was 45 minutes.

Sayuri groaned. "Utahime-sensei, this is torture. My arms are going numb!"

Utahime raised an eyebrow. "Maybe you should think about that the next time you decide to sneak out in the middle of the night."

Satoru snickered from his corner. "I don't know, Utahime. This seems like a good workout for her."

Sayuri glared at her brother. "You're not helping, Onii-chan!"