027. I'm Sorry

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The world knows of the kingdom of Sukuna, a place shrouded in shadows, where the ruthless tyrant and his curses reign with an iron fist. However, few know of the existence of a crucial region north of the main city: the human commune. A place set apart by a strong rock wall, surrounded by rolling hills, humble huts and vast fields of crops, worked with care by the humans who, in the eyes of the king, are nothing more than resources: his precious chickens.

With a population that once reached 6,000 inhabitants, which decreases every night, the humans have managed to build a home despite the adversities. Although they live under Sukuna's regime, they refuse to obey him blindly. To maintain order and ensure their own survival, they decided to create a figure that would represent their values: the Judge.

The Judge is a unique authority, founded on justice, fairness and good manners. This mediator not only resolves conflicts, but is an essential pillar of the commune. Someone who is at the service of the people, whether it be day, night, snowing or lightning. Unlike kings, whose power is inherited, the position of Judge is earned through elections. When the sitting Judge reaches 50 years of age, they must select six young candidates, who will dedicate five years to rigorous training. They shall study hard to meet any challenge, learn to serve impartially, and most importantly, accept the sacrifice of not marrying or starting a family. This ensures that their devotion is exclusive to the commune. At the end of their training, the community elects the next Judge by vote, allowing the current one to retire in peace.

Among the aspiring Judges was Hiromi Higuruma. At 15 years old, Hiromi already demonstrated a strong conviction of service and an innate empathy towards those most in need. As part of his training, he attended the daily hearings, taking a seat alongside the other candidates as he watched and took notes on the cases being solved. That morning, he was reviewing his notes when a sharp, unmistakable voice echoed through the room, eliciting sighs of exasperation from the other candidates. Hiromi, however, quickly turned his head. If Yorozu was in court, then so were you.

You walked down the hall towards the courtroom, trying to calm your sister down, as the angry neighbors and your younger sisters followed close behind. The tension was palpable. They had gotten into a heated dispute at the neighbors' house over their older brother, and now they were there to settle the matter. Nagi, the neighbors' older sister, who you had hit with a plank in a fit of anger for defending Yorozu, was giving you glares that could cut through steel.

When it was your turn, you introduced yourself by name and age to the Judge, feeling the weight of all the gazes on you. You looked back and cracked a smile at the sight of your friend, Hiromi. He responded with a slight, somewhat shy smile before looking back at his notes. From his bench, the Judge rubbed his forehead as he read the name of Yorozu, who had once again caused trouble.

"I open the file for case #7 of the 10th of the fifth month of the current year." The Judge dictated for his students to take note of what was about to happen, clearly disappointed to see the girls who were involved in a domestic fight. "Now, who wants to explain to me what happened this time?" Yorozu and Nagi began to shout to speak first. Nanako and Mimiko came to the defense of their older sister, while you just sighed at the commotion. "Order! Order!" The Judge exclaimed, slamming his gavel against the table.

"Jealous brother loving bitch!" Yorozu managed to scream before you could cover her mouth for her own good.

"Order!" The Judge threatened Yorozu with his gavel. "Miss eldest Yoshino, I grant you the floor."

"Why her?!" Nanako and Mimiko exclaimed, annoyed.

"Because the Yoshino family doesn't have any crimes to their name, while Yorozu is here every week," one of the candidates answered behind her. The Judge nodded, agreeing with him. Yorozu just crossed her arms in annoyance as you continued to cover her mouth.

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