"Mama, I don't know why you decided to set me up on this date. Do you even know this asshole?" Sakura laughed as she finished putting on her makeup, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
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"Mom said he's like this hot shot jujutsu sorcerer. Emphasis on the HOT! At least he sounded hot over the phone when mom talked to him," Suki chimed in, her voice filled with playful excitement.
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Sakura raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "She spoke? On a phone?"
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"That's what I said!!! But I didn't walk in until the last few moments, so I didn't really hear what else they talked about. All I know is that you're going to Kaminoza... That place looks so fancy online. Eat some caviar on his tab." Suki laughed evilly, but Sakura's expression turned blank, her mind racing with thoughts.
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"Hey mom! Can you come in here for a bit?" Sakura called out, her voice steady but laced with suspicion.
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Ms. Yito entered, a warm smile on her face.
"Yes, Saki?" she asked, her tone gentle and loving.
Sakura's demeanor shifted to serious as she met her mother's eyes with an intense gaze. "Mom, I know you're keeping something from me. Also, I'm missing my laptop and a few of my favorite books. Would you happen to know about that?" Sakura's eyes lit up ever so slightly, and the objects in the room began to levitate, causing Ms. Yito to panic.
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"Saki, baby. This is a blind date. I think Fushiguro is a great match for you! He's older..."
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"How old?" Sakura interrupted, her voice sharp.
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"Twenty-five," Ms. Yito replied, her voice trembling slightly.
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Sakura rolled her eyes, frustration evident in her expression. "Mom, I'm not a child. I can sense when something's off. Why are you pushing this so hard?"
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Ms. Yito took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. "Saki, please trust me. Fushiguro is someone who can help you harness your abilities. He's strong, experienced, and he understands the world you're about to step into."
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Sakura's eyes softened slightly, but the tension in the room remained palpable. "Why are you even bringing this up
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Ms. Yito nodded, relief washing over her face. "Thank you, Saki. Just give him a chance. You might be surprised."
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Sakura sighed, turning back to the mirror to finish her makeup. The objects in the room slowly settled back into place, and the air seemed to lighten. She couldn't shake the feeling that tonight would be more than just a simple blind date.
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"Mom, let me touch you," Sakura pleaded, her voice trembling with urgency. Ms. Yito's eyes widened, brimming with fear, as the weight of her daughter's words settled heavily in the air. One touch, and the fragile veil of secrecy that cloaked their lives would shatter into a million pieces.
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"Sakura, you know we've always been honest with one another. We don't need to go down that path." Ms. Yito's voice quivered, a fragile facade barely holding against the storm brewing within her.
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"Mom, you're hiding something from me," Sakura insisted, her heart racing. "I'd rather know now than later." In a sudden burst of defiance, she ripped off her glove and pressed her bare hand against Ms. Yito's cheek. A jolt of icy horror coursed through her veins as visions flooded her mind: the death of her mother, the tragic downfall of the Yito clan, and the dark truth of her father's identity.
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Tears streamed down Ms. Yito's face, each drop a testament to the pain of unspoken truths. "I'm so sorry you had to find out this way," she choked out, her voice thick with sorrow. "This is why I begged you never to touch me."
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Sakura's heart twisted, the anguish of betrayal mixing with love as tears welled in her own eyes. In the corner of the room, Suki perched on the edge of Sakura's bed, her face a mask of shock. She glanced at her older sister, recognizing the simmering anger that began to lace through Sakura's expression. "Saki, I knew parts, but not all of it," Suki admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. Sakura reached out, her fingers brushing Suki's arm, a silent acknowledgment of their shared pain and confusion.
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"Mom, we'll talk about this when I get back. You're not going to die on me," Sakura declared, her voice fierce, but uncertainty gnawed at her insides.
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"Die?" Suki echoed, her voice trembling as she slumped back, the weight of the revelation pressing down on her. Just as their mother opened her mouth to speak, a loud knock reverberated through the house, shaking the very foundations of their world. Everything that had been levitating in the room—a collection of trinkets and memories—clattered to the floor, a chaotic symphony of despair.
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"Listen, Saki," Ms. Yito said, her tone urgent and resolute. "You're going to Jujutsu High tonight. You need to hone these gifts you possess. You are destined to be the one who saves not just me, but your sister and everyone else within Japan's borders. I believe in you." She grasped Sakura's face, her eyes pleading. "I've already sent your things to Tokyo. Megumi will be your escort. Please, promise me you'll enjoy yourself tonight. Rest, train, and have fun. I love you deeply."
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Rage surged through Sakura like wildfire, consuming her in an instant. She snatched her purse and phone, her heart pounding as she stormed out of the room, each step a rebellion against the chaotic emotions swirling within her. She marched through the house, determination fueling her movements until she flung open the front door.
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There stood Megumi, a bouquet of sunflowers—her favorite—clutched in his hands. He was dressed impeccably in a sharp black suit, a single white flower tucked into the pocket, contrasting beautifully against the darkness of his attire. The moment their eyes locked, an unspoken understanding passed between them, a silent acknowledgment of the storm that had just erupted in her life.
Both of them struggled to find the right words, the air thick with unspoken tension. Finally, Megumi broke the silence, his voice steady yet soft. "Megumi Fushiguro."
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"Sakura Shinigami," she replied, her heart racing with the weight of her own name.
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"Wouldn't you technically be Sakura Gojo?" His question hung in the air, and Sakura's eyes lit up, widening in surprise. A grin broke across her face, infectious and bright, and to her delight, Megumi mirrored her enthusiasm.
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Just then, Ms. Yito rushed up from behind, enveloping Megumi in a tight embrace. "Oh, I'm so glad you're here!" she exclaimed, squeezing him as if she were trying to infuse him with all her gratitude.
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"Mom, you do realize that's a ¥75,000 suit, right?" Sakura pointed out, amusement dancing in her eyes as Ms. Yito quickly released Megumi, flustered.
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"No worries, Ms. Yito. I'll make sure your daughter is always in good hands," Megumi assured her, a hint of warmth in his voice.
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"Thank you, Fushiguro. I owe you one. You know what that's worth." Ms. Yito's expression softened, a mixture of relief and gratitude.
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Megumi nodded, his fingers intertwining with Sakura's as he led her toward his car. She couldn't help but admire the sleek lines and polished finish of the vehicle, a subtle hint of luxury that matched his enigmatic aura. He opened her door with a flourish, closing her in gently before sliding into the driver's seat. As he turned on the engine, soft classical music filled the air, wrapping around them like a warm embrace.
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"I love Tchaikovsky," Sakura said, a smile blooming on her lips.
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"When you're surrounded by chaos, sometimes music is the only balm for the soul. No words, just melodies," he replied, his gaze steady on the road ahead.
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"You've got a lot of words for me, though. When were you planning to mention that I was being completely uprooted from my life to serve your greater purpose?" The lightheartedness faded from her voice, replaced by a simmering frustration. Megumi's expression fell, the color draining from his face as they hit a stoplight. He turned to her, empathy etched in his features.
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"Sakura. You were supposed to be born a thousand years from now. Did you know that?"
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"What the hell does that even mean?" Agitation bubbled within her, and she began scanning the streets for any sign of escape, a store or a café where she could slip away from this surreal reality.
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"It means you're a miracle. When your father died, we all believed that the Limitless and Six Eyes techniques were lost to us for another millennium. Your father, Satoru Gojo, was the strongest sorcerer to ever exist. If he hadn't been sealed..." His voice trembled, the weight of grief palpable in the air. As the light turned green, he continued to drive, his thoughts heavy with loss. "If he hadn't been sealed, we would still have many of our loved ones around us."
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Sakura felt the ache of his sorrow resonate deep within her. She was curious about the strange connection she felt when she first saw him, but just as she opened her mouth to speak, they arrived at the restaurant.
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A valet rushed forward, opening her door with a flourish. "Good to see you again, Fushiguro," he greeted, his eyes flicking between the two of them. Megumi tossed him a tip, then took Sakura's hand, leading her inside.
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Sakura couldn't resist teasing him. "So, how many dates do you bring here, Fushiguro? This place looks like your usual hangout."
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Megumi shot her a sideways glance, a hint of a smile pulling at the corners of his lips. "Sakura, I'm one of the heads of the Zenin clan. We have business meetings here often; it's my cousin Maki's favorite spot." The words made Sakura feel small, her shoulders sinking as embarrassment flooded her.
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They were seated at the best table in the house, a luxurious spot with a view that could take anyone's breath away. Sakura had never experienced anything like this before, only glimpsing such opulence through screens or in movies. As she glanced at the menu, confusion washed over her; the ornate dishes and foreign names were a world away from her everyday life. Megumi noticed her struggle and, with a decisive snap of his fingers, summoned a waiter who appeared as if conjured by magic.
"Good evening, sir," Megumi greeted the waiter with a confident smile, his demeanor relaxed yet attentive. "This is my date's first time here. Can you bring us an array of entrées for her to try?" He glanced over at Sakura, a playful glint in his eye as he winked, making her heart flutter unexpectedly.
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"Also, bring me a bottle of Mujaku," he added, his tone casual, as if he were ordering a simple cup of coffee.
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The waiter's eyebrows shot up, a hint of surprise flickering across his face. "Sir, you do know the price of that bottle, right?"
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Megumi nodded, unfazed, and produced a sleek black metal card from his wallet, sliding it across the table with certainty. "Charge it. My date deserves to see what the finer things in life are all about."
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Sakura sat in stunned silence, her mind racing. She hadn't anticipated this level of extravagance or his genuine interest in her. "Thirty grand for a bottle of sake?" she blurted out, her voice tinged with disbelief.
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"THiRtY GrAnD FoR a BoTTle of SaKe? Yes, Sakura," he replied, a teasing smirk playing on his lips. She pouted at the table, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.
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Just then, the waiter returned, presenting the exquisite bottle of sake with a flourish. He poured them both a glass, the liquid shimmering like liquid crystal in the dim light of the restaurant. Megumi raised his glass in a toast, his expression earnest. "To you, miss miracle."
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Sakura hesitated, glancing at the delicate glass in her hand. "Okay, well, I've never had sake before. But I'm sure you could've bought a house for the price of this bottle." She took a tentative sip, her eyes widening as the rich, complex flavors danced across her palate; Apple? Orange? Vanilla? It was unlike anything she had ever tasted—smooth, yet with a bold, sweet flavor that ignited her senses.
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"Enjoy yourself," Megumi urged, his voice low and reassuring. "For once in your life, you don't need to worry about money, safety, anything, really. I got you." His gaze held hers, a promise of freedom wrapped in sincerity. Although the interaction was innocent, they both made the decision to be vulnerable in that moment.
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"The only thing I need to worry about is you breaking my heart," she shot back playfully, a teasing smile gracing her lips as she motioned for him to pour her another glass. The warmth of the sake coursed through her, loosening the tension that had coiled tightly within her since their arrival. She still wasn't sure how she felt about her first impression of Megumi.
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As the evening unfolded, the world around them began to blur—laughter mingled with the clinking of glasses, and the soft murmur of other diners faded into a comforting background hum. Each sip of sake seemed to dissolve the weight of her worries, allowing her to bask in the moment, the thrill of being swept away by this unexpected visitor.
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