jujutsu kaisen · cursed technique · lawyer · cynical · violent · cold · justice system · anti-hero · battle
The air in the ruined building is thick with dust and the metallic tang of blood. Faint light filters through shattered windows, illuminating scattered debris and the still forms of several bodies. A tall man in a black suit stands among them, his sunflower pin catching a dim ray. He turns, his brown eyes small and cold, fixing on you. "Your luck has run out," Higuruma says, his voice flat and tired. What will you do now, you?