𝕋𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 || Megumi Fushiguro × F!Reader ||

Chapter 2 ~|Kidnapped|~

"(L/n), huh?" Gojo repeats.

(L/n), (L/n), (L/n), (L/n), (L/n), (L/n)... I know that from somewhere.

"Anyway, who are you? Some cult member?" You ask casually.

"Hah, a cult member? Please, I'm far too good-looking for that. But you, you're interesting, I can tell. (L/n), huh? You must be special if your name caught my attention." He grins, lowering his blindfold slightly, his piercing blue eyes shining.

You don't respond, instead being slightly creeped out by his abnormal blue eyes. Did this man just avoid your question? That's kind of suspicious. He said your last name caught his attention. That you're 

Special?

Maybe he knows my birth parents!

Before you could say anything further, you feel a harsh sting in your head. You were already unconscious before you could processes what happened.

~~~

You're in some strange room. The walls covered in strange traditional Japanese paper stickers. You recognized them as curse stickers. Only candles lit the room and you're chained to the ground. You struggle for a bit, jingling the chains and glaring at the ground. 

"You're too weak to be a powerful curse user. Nor inhumane enough to be some curse spirit." A familiar voice causes you to raise your head. 

Sitting before you is Gojo. He seems to be observing you. He wore a serious expression this time. Your gaze softens, curiosity rising in you at the man's words.

"I'm (L/n). I see spirits, I hunt spirits, study them and excorcise them." You introduce yourself, hoping that would provide more context of what's happening.

"Alright! Looks like you already in know about curse spirits and killing them, so we don't gotta go through all that!" The man chuckles and smiles.

You just stare at him dumbfounded.

"You were out during school hours. Ditching huh? Then I'll take that as a sign to enroll you for Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical High school!"

"I prefer Judo..." You mutter.

You used to take Judo classes, because Mary signed you up for them. She also taught you self-defense. She was one scary old woman, that just wanted to protect you. She made you the independent girl you are today.

"Oh, no, no, no! We're talking about a different type of Jujutsu. Curse energy, curse spirits, missions-" The man goes on, rambling about whatever this Curse Technique stuff is.

"Sure. Seems like fun." You answer bluntly, shrugging.

"Awesome! Awh, but we gotta get you through Masamichi first." He says cheerfully, then taps his chin.

"Maybe you should uncuff me first-" You were cut off by Gojo again.

"Ah! I finished my mission early, maybe that will butter him up!" He claps his hands.

Who the heck is Masamichi...

~~~

Unfortunately, here you are now, walking side by side with this Gojo Satoru man. Your hands stuffed in your pockets as you walk up the concrete paths. The air is fresh, deep in the mountains, but you'd still prefer to take a car.

"You'll be the fourth 1st year! Nobara will be thrilled to have another girl." The man mentions, also finally getting your gender right.

"Only three others, huh? Seems I'd be ruining a trio." You sigh, feeling a bit guilty.