Megumi entered his apartment, the familiar scent of pine mingling with the soothing sound of rain tapping against the windows. Today, these comforts felt more welcoming than they had all week. He rummaged through the fridge, grabbing a few snacks, and turned on an audiobook. Finding a sweet spot on his couch, he was just about to relax when his phone rang. The number was unfamiliar; he wasn't used to receiving calls this late at night.
He hesitated but answered, knowing he couldn't risk ignoring a potential emergency.
"Hello?" he said, his voice cautious. An awkward silence hung in the air for a moment.
"Hi, I know it's pretty late for you guys. This is an after-hours call. My name is Alana Yito." Megumi froze, a chill running down his spine.
Alana Yito was a name he hadn't heard in years. An outcasted jujutsu sorceress, she had been exiled over 15 years ago for the massacre of her clan. No one had dared to execute her due to her cursed technique: Distortion. She could alter the state of mind of others, and it was rumored that she had convinced her clan members to die for her after they had sexually assaulted her. The only survivors were her and her sister, Li.
Megumi swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. "Ms. Yito, no worries about the timing. Are you okay? Is there any help I can provide for you?"
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He could almost hear her smile through the phone. "Fushiguro, you are much more respectful than your father." Megumi's eyebrow arched in surprise. "It's refreshing to receive respect from the younger generation. Now, I have a girl here. I love her like my own daughter, but she's... different."
"So...?" Megumi prompted, his curiosity piqued.
"Fushiguro, she's the daughter of Gojo Satoru."
Megumi's heart plummeted. The mention of his former mentor brought a flood of memories and regrets. He had always felt he could have done more, and the thought of Gojo's daughter being involved in something troubling filled him with a sense of failure.
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His voice trembles as he conjures a reply. "That's not possible." He starts shaking his head, his palms begin sweating. "That..... is simply not possible." Megumi sits down on his couch, a hand over his brow, he attempts to massage the grief from his forehead.
"I know this is going to be hard for you. But I need you to do some basic math with me, and listen well. Gojo San got my friend, Kiari Shinigami, pregnant around the same time my sister, Li. She got pregnant with that demented man's baby. I threw a party for my sister and her friends for their promotion ceremony, my sister had finally become a special grade sorecer. The Tokyo boys stopped by, and a girl too, I forget her name off the top of my head, but I bummed a cig off of her."
"Shoko."
"YES! Sweet sweet girl, I hear she's married to that Kamo boy."
"I apologize ma'am, but your story?"
"Oh yes! I haven't spoken to anyone in years over a telephone, my apologies. Look, that was 20 years ago. I've taken care of Sakura since the moment she was born. I have no knowledge of where Kai went."
Megumi's eyes widen. "Kai?"
"Kai Geto. They were born 3 days apart. Kai swallowed his twin in the womb, and the moment I saw Sakura for the first time, her eyes told me everything. Her limitless technique completely burst her mother into a thousand pieces."
His jaw drops to the floor. He begins to silently text his cousin, Maki.
Megumi: Maki, you're not going to like this.
"Fushiguro?" He returns to the present with urgency. "Yes ma'am."
"I'm dying. My daughter, Suki, has no cursed energy. She will survive the world, but not the war. I need you to take in Sakura and train her for what's next."
Megumi, while still in shock, obliges. "I can do that Yito-San. When did you want me to come and get her?"
Miss Yito sighs. "Now, if you can. It's about what? 20:45? You got about an hour to head over here and make it to dinner. I told her that we set up a blind date for her. I had my daughter make dinner reservations for you two at Kaminoza." She giggles slightly over the phone, her daughter's giggles audible in the background. "Megumi, she's been through a lot. I know how deep your connection with Gojo went. Please keep her safe. Her visions of are war and destruction. She could be the catalyst to a new era of jujutsu."
"Kaminoza is not a cheap feat." Megumi sighs, unsure if he even wanted to spend his money on someone who might just be there to kill him.
"As a clan head, I don't think that will be an issue. I'm having my daughter send the coordinates to you now. I'm trusting you with my baby, Fushiguro. Please do not make me use the last of my cursed energy to take you out. Please. Take care, I will see you soon." The phone beeps, Megumi is left sitting on the couch, adrenaline pumping through his veins. Phone in hand, he feels a gentle vibration. Maki.
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Maki: & WHY wouldn't I like what you're getting into right now? What did you do, Meg?
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Megumi: Gojo had a backup plan he didn't even know about. He and Geto have children.
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The room fell into a heavy silence, the only sound being the distant patter of rain against the windows. Megumi took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. He knew this night could change everything. He walked into his bathroom, the steam from the hot shower already fogging up the mirrors and creeping into his bedroom. The warmth enveloped him, momentarily soothing his anxious mind.
He stepped into the shower, letting the hot water cascade over his tense muscles. The steam swirled around him, creating a cocoon of tranquility. As he washed away the day's stress, his thoughts drifted to the mysterious girl he was about to meet. Sakura, the daughter of Gojo Satoru. The weight of the responsibility he had just accepted pressed heavily on his shoulders.
After his shower, Megumi dried off and walked back into his bedroom, the steam following him like a ghostly presence. He opened his closet and carefully selected a suit, one that exuded both confidence and elegance. He laid it out on the bed, smoothing out any wrinkles with meticulous care. His phone, placed beside the suit, suddenly buzzed with a new text message the moment it touched the bed.
He picked up the phone, his heart pounding with anticipation. The message was from an unknown number, but he had a feeling it was from Alana Yito or her daughter. He unlocked the phone and read the message:
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"Coordinates sent. Be careful, Fushiguro. She's more powerful than you can imagine."
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Megumi's pulse quickened. He knew he had to be prepared for anything. He finished getting dressed, the suit fitting him perfectly, and took one last look in the mirror. Determination etched into his features, he grabbed his keys and headed out the door, ready to face whatever awaited him. He checked his phone as he locked the door, he knew Maki would have a mouthful for him.
Maki: I'm sorry, I had to have a chat with Aoi and the kids. He agrees that we should approach this with caution. We have no idea what kind of vengeance either of them could potentially want to take out on us. I will have the Kamo clan go on a hunt for Geto's child. How do you plan on handling this Gojo kid? Do they have.... Both techniques?
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Megumi chuckles. "Of course he agrees with you. He's whipped."
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Megumi: The name of the Geto boy is Kai. Kai Geto. He may use his mother's name, Yito. Sakura is the name of Gojo's daughter. She has both techniques. It's like he put a plan in place before he even knew he needed it. Every thousand years, my ass. I gotta go pick up Sakura. I'll call you when I'm in the car.
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Maki immediately texted him back, panic construed through her words.
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Maki: I'm coming with you, Meg. What the fuck are you thinking doing this alone? How fucking stupid are you? The Yito clan? Are you out of your god damn mind? The last of her clan and you think a murderer like ALANA YITO would ever tell you the truth? That's literally her cursed technique, advanced LYING.
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Megumi: Maki, I will be fine. Contact the other clan heads and see if they're available for a conference call or a meeting after I investigate Sakura. I. Will. Call. You. Chill. The. Fuck. Out. I got this. Love ya.
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"Been a long time since you've been on a date, Meg. Don't fuck this up."
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