The Strongest and Her [Gojo Satoru Fanfic] [Jujutsu Kaisen]

6 : Boring?

The sun shone brightly, spreading it's warmth everywhere in Tokyo. Perhaps the warmth was too much but the grey clouds slowly made their way, indicating the upcoming rain.

Near the metro train station, among the small grocery stores a crowd gathered. They whispered among themselves when they saw a beautiful looking man, hair as white as snow falling on his forehead and a rectangular-opaque-dark shade glasses covering his blue eyes. To others, he looked like a supermodel straight out of a magazine as he passed his time scrolling through his phone.

"Sensei, I'm done."

Gojo looked up to see the pink haired boy walking towards him with a cotton bag in one of his hand.

"That's all you bought?"

"Yeah, I don't need that much to cook meatballs."

Yuji cheerfully grinned as he safely handed Gojo his black card back. Earlier when Gojo handed him the black credit card and gave him freedom to buy whatever he wanted, the poor boy's jaw dropped on the floor. Not only was his Sensei strongest, but he was also the richest! He truly hated the gods for being unfair for the first time.

Back to the present, both the men walked towards the black car awaiting them. Ijichi opened the door for them. Yuji sat inside the car, as he placed his bag on his side, he thought he could finally relax until he saw the curse doll in Ijichi's hands.

"Sensei, why now?!"

"Cuz I don't like weak students!"

Gojo replied to yuji and pointed to Ijichi, signalling him to give the curse doll to the poor boy. Yuji went through a wave of emotions before his hand reached and grabbed the doll. Ijichi shut the door of the car and spoke,

"Gojo-san, should I come after leaving him?"

"Nah, help him train a little today."

"Understood."

"Don't pick me up, I'll be back on my own."

Gojo said as he turned around, waving him back and walking forward. Ijichi nodded and soon drove the car towards his destination.

"Now, where was the place again?"

Gojo mumbled out loud as he looked at various restaurants infront of him. As he thought, his phone buzzed in his pockets. He opened it to see 3 missed calls from Kimura Akane. His phone buzzed again, but with a different notification this time.

-Kimura Sensei!
Incoming call...-

He grinned as he picked up the call and answered.

"Yo, Kimura Sensei! Where are ya?"

{...Gojo-san, you do know you're 30 minutes late right?}

"For real? I didn't realised!"

{...Just come to Xyz restaurant please.}

Kimura said as she sighed and ended the call. It was a good thing that she set the meeting early, if it wasn't like that perhaps her life would've more regrets.

The restaurant's door chimmed as Gojo opened it. As soon as he entered he saw the unmistakable black hair tied up in a ponytail and a white coat hanging on the chair. He took long strides and stood just behind her figure. He leaned his face down and curved his lips in his signature shit eating grin.

"Missed me?~"

Kimura jolted in surprise, eyes widening in horror when Gojo appeared infront of her face. She clutched her chest as she completely fell on shock. The chair she was sitting would've fell if not for the said man supporting it from behind.